Solitude

I love people. I love my family, my children . . . but inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up. ~ Pearl S. Buck

Today I decided I needed a break. I thought I needed some peace and quiet. We are all entitled to moments like these. Time to take your shoes off and put your tired feet up. Time to rest your laurels and smell the roses. And simply do nothing, just be there, sitting in a quiet place resting your tired bones against a soft and fluffly pillow, listening to the quietness of your surroundings...I call it a moment of solitude.

I had such a moment this morning, there was no one in the house but me. And I loved it. It felt good to listen to my thoughts for a change, it felt wonderful just to hear the beating of my heart and not the noise of the bustling traffic and activity outside. I imagined I was sitting atop a house on a hill looking at the vast fields of flowers and mountain-side. It was breathtaking. Somehow I felt rejuvinated. I know this moment is just fleeting, in a few more minutes the house will be filled with people again. But this moment was mine and I intend to cherish every second of it.

Sometimes it is good to listen to your own thoughts, who knows the answers you were looking for were right there all along. Today I saw my life for what it was, I see my mom and dad, my brother and sister, the love of my life, my two daughters, my thankless job, my busy life as a mother, my house, my little treasures and I thought to myself despite its imperfections, I made it happen...it was mine.

And I think to myself...what a wonderful life.