Amid fast-paced lives, sometimes we lose sight of the grander scheme; won't you join us in consciously trying to embrace and remember these moments - however small or large?
The thermometer spiked today* at a whopping 16 degrees.
We layered shirts with heavy pants and wool socks.
We bundled under the cover of gloves, scarves, hats and heavy coats.
We hurried into the car from the house and out of the car to the preschool.
And then a few hours later we did that in reverse.
Instead of taking all of the layers off, we kept some on our bodies.
Though there were places I needed to go before Christmas, I just couldn't muster the will to rebundle, recoat, reglove and reboot each time I peaked at the thermometer and pondered leaving the house again.
So we busied ourselves with playing and cooking and reading and cleaning, and I tried really hard not to completely sulk about feeling like a self-imposed prisoner within our four walls.
I gave myself pep talks, prayed, laughed with the kids and tried to ignore my freezing toes encased in woolen socks.
The day wore on, and I sunk into the recliner, exhausted both mentally and physically, around 3 p.m.
As I sat down, it was like opening my eyes for the very first time that day.
Bright and brilliant. Warm and inviting.
I'd almost totally missed winter's most elusive and welcomed special guest because I'd been so busy layering and bundling, so tunnel-visioned about the cold.
And I could not help but wonder what else I'm so stuck on -- the unflushed toilets, the toys splayed across the floor, the dirty clothes piled just inches away from the hamper.
What here in the everyday doldrums has kept me from really basking in the awesome gift right before my face during this season of life where my boys are small and innocent, tickleable and excitable, spirited and openly loving?
The laundry? The messes? The dishes?
None are worthy.
I know this time is fast. I know it's fleeting. I know it could be so fruitful.
And I know I don't want to miss the sunshine there, in parenting my boys, especially.