I'm back at Middle Places this month with some thoughts on abiding and making things more complicated than they need to be...
For the last few weeks, I've been home. I brought my kid to my parent’s house for some much-needed vacation time, and we've been enjoying these days together.
There are so many things I love about being back under my parent’s roof. The smell of clean laundry as soon as you walk in the door. Taco nights when my brother and his wife come over and everyone teases me for putting ketchup on mine. Listening to my sons giggle wildly while my dad chases them around the living room.
Touching each of these elements is a sense of ease. We're family. We belong to each other. We aren't doing the "get-to-know-you" dance or trying to impress anyone. Sometimes there's conflict and sometimes it's awkward, but mostly we're just together.
For good or for bad, we abide with each other. To use a less fancy word, we spend a lot of time hanging out just for the pleasure of each other's company.
There's an unattributed quote on a photo meme making the rounds on social media lately. I've seen a couple variations, but essentially it says:
Be patient with yourself. Nothing in nature blooms all year.
It's a powerful notion. I have no idea if it's true in a botanical sense. But the idea we could all use a break from the pressure to perform all the time resonates deeply with me...
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