And we’ve finally reached that point. And that may be all it is. A point. A brief, flash of a moment in time. And maybe tomorrow or next week I’ll look back to right now and make a wish to get this back. To come back to this point and stay just a little bit longer. Not forever. I know that isn’t possible and it shouldn’t be. Points like right now are all the more joyful because of the pain or struggle that came before.
But to stay a bit longer in this point where things have clicked. Yes, I’d spend a wish on that. To keep feeling the joy and feeling it so strongly. We laugh more, at this point. And our smiles linger long after the last giggle has escaped. We settle in more. We sit amongst them, both of us, anchors in their sea of toys. And they float about and play and we chat as they do and imagine that, we’ve had a small, adult conversation in the presence of our children and it only lasted a minute but it was uninterrupted and look at that. And then they return back to us and we tickle and hug and read and play until they drift away again.
We speak with ease and softer tones and it has a calming effect. And of course it does. We know that should happen. We know how to create this mood. But we’re not always at the point to make it so.The conditions just aren’t always right.
But they are now.
And we’re enjoying. Not in that burdened, labored way of heeding the warning to enjoy this time because it passes so quickly. But in a true, simply, just loving this moment kind of way. We find that zone that you hear about but don’t always stop to notice when you experience. Where the feeling of work fades away and time zips by because you’re so completely in the moment.
And I like to think this is it. A new leaf. We’ve broken through the imaginary barrier where on one side there is the hardship of adjusting to the two-children life and the wildly different needs and the logistical struggles of a baby and a toddler and the just plain hard of managing it all. And on the other side is the ease and joy of a four-person family life with four people who give and take, need and provide, and live together in a harmony that also encourages growth and love and adventure. I like to think we’ve crossed over from the period of surviving to the era of thriving. This is it and there’s no turning back.
But it might just be a phase. A flash of a moment in time. It might, no in fact it will, get hard again. A different hard but hard nonetheless.
And that’s ok. Even if this is nothing but a flash, it is a gift. And I’ll unwrap it every day that I can.
Also linking up to just write.