Yesterday was just me and the four youngest. We worked, we played, we rested, and it felt so much like those not-so-long-ago days of being a mom to littles with a husband traveling more than being home. .
I remember the exhaustion of being everything in their lives. But more than that, I remember how sweet it was to spend those long, slow days so closely side by side. Those days are a treasure. .
It's no secret I favor the slow life. Purposeful simplicity is where my heart beats happiest. .
Life has been anything but simple in the last few years. It comes when your children grow older, and it happens when you own a business (or two. Or ...three 😳). It happens when there are long months of illness in your home. .
Yesterday was a gift. Even though the pace of life has me running from when my feet hit the ground to when my head hits the pillow, I know I can make more choices to slow down, to connect with the kids in ways that are meaningful to them, to have space and room to think. I can organize it and carve it out and implement it. .
So here's to reprioritizing. To culling. To making the hard choices to create more room for the moments that connect.