I'm having a tough day. It started out that way. And the thing is, it's all me. My head isn't clear and it's getting in the way. There's too much noise. Too much distraction. I can't think straight, and if can't think straight I can't do my job. And if I can't do my job, everything falls apart. You see, I'm a mom. A stay-at-home-mom. My job is to keep the home and family moving forward. My job is to do for everyone what they can't, won't or don't have time to do for themselves. "Mom, I need my folder." "Honey, are my pants dry yet?" "I'm hungry." "I'm bored." "I need my shoes." "Where's my lunch?" "Have you seen my phone?" "Mom....Mom....Mom...," until my head whirls off its axis and lava shoots out of my eyes. STOP! Just give me a minute.....So, I step outside and smell the rain. I hide behind the lens for the briefest of moments, and I can feel it coming. The reconnection. The calm within the storm. Peace. Quiet. Serenity. I am clear. I can think. And now, I can do my job.
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