“Your imagination is your preview of life’s coming attractions.” ~ Albert Einstein
“Maaammma” Q says as his feet pad across the hardwood floor looking for me.
E gives a high pitched squeal delighted by whatever is in front of her. I can imagine the electric smile charged with sunshine as it flashes across her face. Her grunts of enthusiasm ring down the hall and I can imagine her scooting to whatever has caught her attention.
There is a chill in the air. The light is grey and low as I sit in my office eavesdropping on my minis playing the room down the hall. I am working from home.
The sounds fill my soul. They bring relief. A light weight sensation of guilt harbored over 2.5 year’s time floating away. They are close to me now, I have made my choice. I no longer walk the tightrope of wondering what more could be accomplished if I was at home instead of sitting in an office only minutes away.
My heart would leap out of my body and stay behind with them as I left for the office. Offering itself as a proverbial sacrifice at the throne of mother’s guilt.
Now, I can hear their voices, and feel their presence.
A shake of a rattle, a small voice, a crash of Lego tower hitting the ground, a giggle.
I am blessed to have these moments. To have been given this opportunity. To have been aware enough to take it.
My imagination fills up for them. What they are doing, what they are interested in, what the future might hold for us. Now, in a moment I can walk down the hall and preview our future, life’s coming attractions, but I also don’t have to imagine. I can go steal a cuddle, a kiss, and extra minute or 2 of therapy with E.
The sound of the wheels on the hard wood floor vibrate through the chair as I slide back from desk. It’s time to go steal a cuddle.
Linking up over at Heather from “Extraordinary Ordinary’s” lovely “Just Write” and of course you have probably figured out by now I am a total YeahWrite Addict!