Sunday, January 4, 2009

tidbits. . .

Sleeping under the Christmas tree was beautiful. . . laying there. . . dancing with the lights. . .

It's like we're Christmas presents. . .Jack whispered. . .

But the worst part was. . .sleeping on the floor. . . must be getting old. . . because my body still hurts today. . . but wouldn't have missed it for anything. . .

Last night Sam put his telescope together. It's huge! I had it delivered to Sam's dad because I knew it would be too heavy for a post-op me (22 pounds heavy). . . But when he told me it came in two boxes. . . And when he brought it through the door Christmas eve (wrapped in garbage bags), I was mouth-dropping awed.

It came together pretty quickly. . . and he called Jack and I out into the frosty, starry night. . . and we peeked at the moon. . . full of spots and craters and beauty. . . quiet. . . and still. . .


Seeking out the seven sisters. . . and all the bright spots around them. . .

Amazed how bright the cosmos are, hiding from our eyes. . .

Today. . . the last day of Christmas vacation. . . a little sad. . . but taking it slow. . . thinking about new resolutions. . . and lists for fullfilling my heart. . . remembering to be in the moment. . . savoring silliness with Luke. . . and games with Jack. . .

playing Star Wars on the floor. . . with a Clone Trooper and his "ten" . . . trying on General Grevious' cape and believing he's King of the Star Wars world. . . ordering peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. . . and all the laughter we can hold before our sides split. . .

Wishing that every day this brand new year will hold these slow, happy moments. . . and that we savor them like today. . .

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