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It has strict rules. Twenty-four hours in a day. Sixty minutes in an hour. It is unyielding, robotic, steadfast. It stops and waits for no one.
These last two years have blurred seemingly into one. Logically I can count days, place memories, and account for the full rotation of two trips around the sun. But there are cracks in the logbook, and here is where I find time can expand and contract, like water freezing, then thawing.
Emotion is the force of nature on time. Waiting can cause minutes to drag. Loneliness is the dark hole between each second-hand moving. Grief is just the divide of before and then after. Contentment is the satisfaction of an hour passing. And when you are happy, the carefree let go of the acknowledgment of time’s existence. Love is the wild card in the bunch. It has the power to teach us the value of a moment, send us to the moon or crush us to pieces.
I have embraced the myriad of feelings listed above and the ones in between, like many of us last year. It is often in the darkest of hours, counting sleepy breathing between my heartbeats, that I can lay them out and examine them.
Already we are closing in on the first month of the new year. Both boys have already changed and grown within thirty days. Young children are the visual representation of how quickly life can pass.
There are 335 days left, and I hope time expands more this year with love for you than contracts.
First like most of us we are tackling each day as best we can. Life has changed. There is nothing to break up the existence of one day into the other and we have therefore had to rely on weather, creativity, moods, mom's (my) energy to navigate through these uncharted waters. But one thing is for certain, my children are far more resilient than even the toughest of us.
We have all gotten goofier, spent some serious time coming up with random entertainment, and really have enjoyed 18 chicks to distract us. Though saddened by loss of school, swim, play dates, hugs from family, t-ball, birthday parties and much more, I watch these boys each day wake up with no less desire to tackle the day. While ample time has me sometimes less motivated to accomplish all the potentials and projects, I find perhaps it has sparked the boy's quest in what makes this world turn.
We have come up with weekly routines to break up the monotony of confinement which I will carry on once we have gone back to 'normal'. I have been humbled by the kindness of others through this and sat in awe and complete surrender of just feeling the warmth of the sun against my skin. I have been reminded just how far a smile, even a cut out cardboard one can get you and once this world 'turns back on' I hope we can all come out of this full of gratitude for a brief pause.
While I would love to be back in the office, may I never take for granted the undivided attention I was able to give my children. They have literally grown before my eyes, grasped concepts and learned things that I HAVEN'T MISSED ANY OF.
While I would love to be able to run to the store for something, may I never forget that necessity is the mother of invention, and how much we have grown through this and belly laughed at things that in a 'normal' world we would have missed.
While I really, really miss some going to the gym and getting some undivided 'me" time, may I never forget that my two boys have watched me day after day after day workout alone and seen perseverance.
While the hustle and bustle of what once was is missed, may we embrace being able to let go of the 'concept' of time, wake up and flow through life without the worry of hours and minutes. This can be powerful for those of us that are allowed it. I thank the endless professions, medical, police, military and grocery staff to name a few that do not have this luxury.
May the challenges and cabin fever, fear, depression, loneliness, heart ache, loss of jobs, being a seperated from those you love be brief and overshadowed by love and hope.
To all those that have, are and will be in my life, I send you the biggest virtual hug out in the universe. I treasure the moments we have had together and are giddy for the ones yet to come. Hang tight, there is hope in the world. I brushed my hair, teeth and shaved my legs all in one day. I fell short of bonus points and stayed in sweats all day though. Smile, even if it means you have to cut it out of cardboard for a while.