It was one of those days. I was silently berating myself for over-scheduling my day with commitments, my feet hurt, I just wanted the day to be over. At the end of it all, I had to take a short road trip to deliver items for a bake sale so I piled the kids in the car. They didn’t want to go, I didn’t want to go, but sometimes you just have to go so we did. I didn’t have a bad attitude per say but I wasn’t winning any happiest mom awards. We dropped off the bake sale items and then headed over the to lake, because I had to promise something fun to get them in the car with minimal complaining – you know how that goes, right?
I was speeding along when a hint of purple caught my eye. I hit the brakes as complaining ensued from the back “what are you doing mom, why aren’t we at the lake, MOM” – you know, the norm. When we got back to where I had seen that hint of purple, we were met with the most breathtaking corridor of purple flowers bathed in dusky light and cool breeze.
It was one of those days. After I took a minute to breathe, to park somewhere random on the roadside and to breathe in this precious moment with my children – our happiness grew exponentially. We laughed and sung all the way home, and the end of our day felt like a lovely memory rather than a tedious task.
One thing was abundantly clear. I just do not stop enough – to let the unexpected fill our day with beauty and the magic of what is everyday life. Be open and let those unexpected moments come to you, I believe my life will be more fulfilled by doing just that.