Tuesday, April 12

A Picnic Day

Yesterday was one of the most difficult days Jonah and I have had in a long time.  I won't go into details, but it is enough to say that it wasn't pretty.  I was outwardly calm through it all (which isn't always the case) but it took every ounce of energy I had to get through the day.  Last night I walked to book club, looking at the daffodils along the Lade Braes and praying.  And then the trees opened up and there in the sunshine was a full rainbow.  A rainbow that was rich with promise.  It gave me hope in that moment when I needed it so desperately.

And if yesterday was a two on a scale of one to ten, then today was pretty close to a ten.  Jonah's behavior was totally different from yesterday.  He was eager to help and spent the day baking cookies, punching holes, helping me cut out the word Hosanna, reading to himself and to me, enjoying The Littles and By the Shores of Silver Lake at our 'literary tea', and listening to Mother Goose in Prose by Frank M. Baum while mum took a much needed nap.  

And so after walking to town this afternoon we met Daddy for a surprise picnic at our favorite picnic spot.  It was the perfect ending to a wonderful day.  Picnic weather is here and we've had three alfresco meals in the past week.  After the cold and DARK of winter, the return of the sun and these first spring days remind me why I love this place.   And I'm sure there will be more dreary days to come (both in parenting and in this place we call home) but today I'm just feeling grateful that beautiful days do come and that today was one of them.


Storyteller said...

Well done you for keeping calm! And what pretty pictures. It may sometimes be a dreary place to live, but anywhere with beautiful ruins gets a few extra points in my book.

Leslie said...

I'm with Storyteller! Well done! Keeping calm seems to be most of the battle. I'm still working on it (actually working harder these days) and my children are 12 and 15!!!! So glad you had a good day today!