This week’s prompt is: WAIT
Tonight after work, I met Erich and Max at Patriot Place for supper at a sub shop that I really, really like. It’s been a difficult week between illness and the craziness of commuting in the snow. I needed a treat – and supper was on me.
I know I’m not a particularly good mom, or a good wife… or hell, possibly not even a good person a lot of the time. I try to be, but I seem to fail. So when I have the energy and the desire – I want to do something simple with the ones I love. No frills, just us, supper, and some quiet time together. Because it’s these moments that I keep close to me when life’s really, REALLY pushing me down.
I was spoiled as a child with funky clothes, fantastic vacations all over the country, and exposure to foods and cultures from parents that embraced the diversity around us. I adored it. Yet now I find myself keeping closer to home, wanting to find the value in just my small circle of family, friends, and home. I still love the idea of adventure – and if I were blessed with the finances my parents had when I was younger, I’d likely be doing the same thing for Max. But I can’t… so I find and keep the treasures of life in ways that I can afford. Simple, rewarding, low-key things that may not seem big at the time, but add up to a very, very big whole after a while.
These memories are my treasure box – the little jewels I take out and admire from time to time, before I put them back in the box for safe keeping.