I love the quiet part of the morning before the morning rush begins. If I am smart enough to haul my butt out of bed before my brood, I get to treasure that time. It is my time, to pray, to read, to write. I should use it to work out, but that is another post. It is hard most days, to sacrifice that extra time to sleep. Like most sacrifices made willingly, it is worth it. A cup of coffee, and quiet time is a treasure. It starts the whole day off better. I find that I am more patient, more sweet, more willing to do my tasks with a smile-- when I start the day off this way. It feels like a gift to myself, but to be honest, it is a gift that is shared with everyone I come into contact with that day.
I enter this new week a little tired, but smiling. Why? No drama this weekend. We had sunshine, and sports, and cuddle time--- less the drama. Most families don't experience the intense level of emotions that the Rhodes clan does. Sure, they have the hectic life of families, perhaps some fighting, the normal mess--- perhaps a little teen hormone induced drama....but we have drama of a different kind in our house. The kind of drama caused by a brain that is shooting off crazy chemicals induced by years of trauma. When our son Victor is home, the whole world is a great big land mine. Saying the wrong thing, calling him out on behavior, or even suggesting that he not eat a 4th serving of ice cream can cause the the peace to recede, and for chaos to ensue. He is now in a boarding school for kids with emotional issues. As sad as it is that our family isn't all together--- I must admit that the peace in our household is a welcome blessing. We are learning more and more
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