In general, I don’t even want “me time”. I have to be away from my little girl enough as it is, working time. Sometimes I get away for a movie, or dinner, or whatever, and that’s been good enough. Today, however, I got an unexpected surprise. One of my grandparents’ helpers (we have three) took my kiddo for a bit, and I mowed the grass (I love doing this! So satisfying…) and then got to jump in the lake, by myself, without worrying that my baby was going to drown if I turned my back for 2 minutes!
Pre-kids, prior to summer of 2012 B.C. (before children), I used to lie on my back, floating, listening to my breath and feeling truly, and absolutely, at home in my skin. This is my place, the place where I will always be long. I know the smell of my water, the taste, its colors and shades. When I’m floating in it on a warm summer day, I know who I am and feel at one with the world.
And then I get out, and try to take some pictures for my blog :oP