Someone gave us money to “do something fun”.
Someone else gave us their apartment on the beach so that we could “get away and relax”.
Someone else gave us a day off after he asked my husband if he had dirt on his face when really it was just bags under his eyes.
So this weekend we’re having a quick getaway to a beach apartment that’s 10 minutes from our house.
Amazing how stressful it can be to prepare to relax. How’s that for irony?
The details are boring but today was a stream of plans-gone-wrong after plans-gone-wrong.
Lists are made but only half completed.
Kids are revved up on I-don’t-know-what’s-happening-but-it’s-different-therefore-exciting energy.
(In other words, tehy’re driving me crazy.)
And after a long day at work the family comes together and we decide it’s worth the stress and the busy and the crazy.
Because soon we’ll be 10 minutes away feeling as if we’re miles away.
We need each other. We need to connect. We need to collapse into baths (we don’t have one) and read books and listen to music and curl up in a great big bed, all piled on top of each other.
Rest is good. Margins are good.
We’re trying to find both.
Thank God there are a few people around us helping.
Q for you: I think “margin” and “rest” are problems in our society today. Are you finding margins and rest in your life? How?
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