It’s been awhile since I’ve felt bloggy…or…well, felt like publishing any bloggies, that is. Not even sure I know what I’m going to write even as I start now, but was prompted somehow to break the blog-silence tonite. It’s a weird nite, really. Its LOW 80s (or at least it feels like it) and I’m sitting outside. Yep. In Texas. In July. Out. Side.
It’s been kinda my new fav place to hang out (usually quite early before the 90s hit) to read and chill (figuratively, of course) in the past few months. This evening it struck me, I’m so similar to my mom right now…she always has had a great set of wicker on her patio where she spends so many hours reading, praying, living..always has…I suspect, she always will. Tonite I feel like her. I get it, Mom. I see why you go out there…
Now, my patio time looks a lil different than hers always did…in fact tonite it’s kinda funny bc it involves all things that plug in or charge up. Funny. But, as I sit here and listen to music dueting with the crazy locusts singing out here, I feel like I can breathe…the stuff of life that seems to suffocate…or sadden…or stress…or just keep me busy ceases for a bit.
I forget how much I need peace.
In my life, peace looks different at different times…I guess right now, it just looks like this.