All Things Bright and Beautiful

We are at the start of spring- a wondrous time to celebrate new life. I know that I always welcome this time of year with open arms, especially after a long winter.

Having returned from Florida a week ago, I was relieved to see green grass, daffodils, and our blossoming peach trees. The sight of it warmed me and I was thankful for these blessings.

I had two weeks in sunny Siesta Key and though I’ve been there, done that for almost ten years, there was a difference this year. This is the first time I’d been away absent the role of caregiver.

The first week went by quickly. I languished by the pool, soaked up the sun, went shopping, and ate well. The second week was different. It was slow, rich with time, and well, restful. I drank it up in meaningful gulps, relishing precious time without pressure to get things done.

I read an entire novel. I made Greek green beans. Going through my favorite consignment store in Sarasota, I found a dress. Shells made their way into my take home pouch. I greeted the rising sun and prayed to the setting one.

I have finally reached a point that I have to tell myself- it is ok to relax. I’ve earned it, I say, though this is always a selfish thought. I have cared for others for forty years and it’s time to give thanks. I’ve done things to the best of my ability and with that, I am ready to move on.

I’m grateful to God for all my blessings. My family and friends embrace me with love and fill my heart with joy. I will travel again this month, to North and South Carolina. I’m looking forward to that.

Happy Easter to my Christian friends, Happy Palm Sunday to my Orthodox Friends, and Chag Pesach Samech friends celebrating Passover.

On Embracing a Less Hectic Life

Plenty of time for grandchildren lately.

Hello and happy fall 2020.

How are you? I hope you are well and staying safe. This is how many of my emails and text messages started out during the past several months. Sometimes I can’t believe what we are living through. Going into a store and seeing everyone in masks (generally) is now routine. Politics aside, I’m grateful that many in my area make this choice. Thank you to those that do.

Back in early spring, it became clear that the virus was around to stay. Several of my weddings rescheduled and initially I was worried, but then I wasn’t. As a person who has a hard time committing to a lighter schedule, it was a blessing of sorts to be forced into a quarantine bubble. It felt a little funny, but really, it felt like a relief.

No more pushing myself to do another thing, make another meeting, or meet a new social contact. I could stay in my pajamas until noon (without guilt!), drink endless coffee or tea, and unselfishly nap in the afternoon. I binge watched The Crown and Virgin River, and re-watched old movies. When I finally grew bored, I painted my kitchen and dining room. I reveled in hanging new decor, donating bags of stuff I didn’t want anymore, and rearranging my closets.

Summer brought the garden, lush with zucchini, peppers, and tomatoes. I bought zinnias early and put them into pots, later transplanting them into the ground when it was safe. I stood up to the weeds, then gradually gave into them as the summer grew hotter. We watched as new retaining walls went up in our front driveway, long overdue. Friends (and strangers) wanted our raw honey and we were happy to oblige. My sister in law’s little backyard pool became a haven.

What frame of mind have I embraced during this time? It is ok to slow down. I can indulge myself and my family with any amount of time I want. I don’t have to do everything that comes my way- I can choose to say no. Money is just money. There are other things more important. These are the inspirational gifts I feel I’ve been given during this time.

I downloaded a book- Jim Lahey’s My Bread. It so inspired me that I ordered a five quart cast iron Dutch oven to bake rustic bread loaves. The recipe is easy and the bread is amazing. I baked bread a few years ago but abandoned it due to my own busy schedule. Now I have the time, and I love it. You can’t get anything simpler or more joyful than baking bread.

What have you discovered about yourself during this pandemic? What changes have you made? What do you think you’ll hold onto after it’s all over?

I’ve learned that I can slow down and not feel guilty about it. It is my hope that after this time is all over (and it will be over eventually), I can continue to prioritize myself and my family. Committing to a less hectic schedule is something I’m set on accomplishing.

Be well. Stay safe.

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