Yesterday felt hard. Some really good things happened with one of my kids, true breakthroughs, but it took its toll on me. Being therapeutic for long periods of time is fatiguing.
I needed to pull myself out of it, and I knew that getting outside for something as simple as a walk might do the trick. But I didn’t want to. It was even warm and spring-like, but still, there was a weight on me that I couldn’t shake. So I sent Russ a text and asked if he could come home and go for a walk. It was 5:00, and hey, it’s spring break, so I hoped he might come home early.
His reply to my text was, “Packing up now, will be home soon.”
That right there began to lift my spirits.
We left the girls in charge and headed down through our pasture to our neighbors’ driveway, and out to the road. The spring wheat is just coming up and the rolling hills had a bright green hue.
Conversation flowed as we walked and I literally felt the heaviness in my chest begin to lift. It was so good to be out of the house and with the man I love. He listened as I told him about the day, and then I was able to listen as he told me about his work, plans, and deadlines.
My day turned around, and I woke this morning (after a very interrupted night of sleep – courtesy of Little Man) ready for today. This morning I need to finish plans for the workshop I’m giving tomorrow at the Spokane Orphan Summit. I’m speaking about creating a team to support your family in the adoption journey – that should come easily for me.
What are your plans for today – or the weekend?
Have a great day, friends.