Life is precious. How many times have we heard this? How many times do we forget this? I want to wake up every morning and remember that life really is precious. Oh the never ending to do list in my mind, running around picking up toys, and feeling the monotonous routine of being a mom…boom just like that I forgot. What’s precious? Oh yeah, life is.
It is sad that it takes something like my grandma dying to put things back in perspective. My grandma was one of my people. One of the few that I let in my little bubble. I always felt wanted around her and I believe I made her feel the same. All we gave each other was our time. A cup of coffee and her kitchen table was all we needed to spark up four hour long conversations and the occasional card game. Anytime I had to leave she would get a sad look in her eyes and tell me to hurry back. Wow I’ll never forget that look.
I started reading this book about simplifying your life. My grandma would have agreed with every word of this book. She was a simple lady and she was truly content. I want to apply this philosophy to my family’s life. I want to do this in memory of my grandma so she can look down on me and know that I learned something from her.
My husband and his mini me, Luke, thrive when life is simple. When things get too complicated or there is too much going on they both get overstimulated and shut down. Luke, although he is only three, is learning to vocalize his needs more and more. He doesn’t like when there is too much excitement and he tells me that sometimes he just wants to be home. I know now when he says that he is overstimulated and needs a break. One more reason why it is crucial for me to simplify our household.
So I now ask myself how in this day and age do I simplify our lives? I will start with our home. The clutter, the toys that have never been played with, and the junk that we have been holding on to thinking that maybe one day it will come to use. Looking around my basement right now…uh I have a long road ahead of me!