Pisgah National Forest
Earlier this afternoon, I fell asleep with Alistair while putting him down for a nap. Just before drifting off to sleep, I had this sort of out of body experience, where snippets of my life flashed by, as though I was watching my own biopic, one that wasn’t in chronological order. Outfits I wore in my early 20’s, high school boyfriends, middle school friends, childhood residences, road trips in my 20’s, the birth of both of my sons, my marriage 11 years ago to @creativemeasures down in the field below our house-a massive tidal wave of memories washed over me. The light is changing here in the cove, offering the faintest hint of autumn, and I think something about the way the room was lit at the time was the trigger for this mental deep dive. There was so much to consider, and to reflect on, and to reminisce about, and it washed over me in an instant. When it ended, and I become fully aware of being in Alistair’s room again, I had this profound feeling of what I can only describe as “richness”. As in, the life that I have led up to this present moment feels rich. Not in a material sense, far from it, but in a relational and sensory way. The life I have had the exquisite pleasure of experiencing so far feels vibrant, and layered, and beautiful, despite its multitude of challenges. In this life, I am as thankful for the struggles I have experienced as I am for the successes. Hoping this week is full of riches for you and yours. The world is pretty spectacular, if you decide it is.