Saturday’s end finds me sitting in my corner in the space of in between.
I am waiting for Steve to get the girls settled for the night. I am searching my brain for words that keep drifting just out of reach. I want to write, to keep up the momentum, but there is not much coming.
Saturday’s end finds me both wrestling with and resting in enough. The things did not all happen today, but enough of them did. What constitutes a good Saturday?
For me it was the impromptu phone call after lunch when I was ready to jump out of my skin. Hearing my sister’s voice on the other end as I walked the neighborhood alone was both comforting and clarifying as she talked me through the struggle to the other side.
It was the father/daughter yardwork , the sound of a chainsaw cutting stray tree branches allowing more sunlight into the yard and the smell of cut branches burning in the fire pit.
It was the smiles and laughter and engagement I witnessed through the window, because close up it is difficult to see.
It was the joy of finished chores after the angst of wrangling everyone through them, because no one wants to pick up after others, but we all live here and have responsibilities.
It was dinner around the table with enough asparagus for all, because it is the current favorite vegetable.
It was the laughter following dinner as an impromptu photo shoot took place. So much laughter. Sibling love is the best.
It was a son preparing for homecoming and another preparing for work and daughters doling out shower time to ensure there was enough hot water for all.
It was the realization that here we go again with the refrigerator that is never fully stocked and the people that have lots of things to say and the laundry pile that is never ever finished and the hot water tank that is never quite full.
It was being reminded that there is life in this place, even in the midst of all that is hard. There was a lot of hard today, too.
At Saturday’s end, I will choose to rest in enough. It was enough to have been given another day to live and to love and to laugh. Because those things all happened, and it has not always been so. Today it was.