For that, I am grateful.
I didn’t do anything to create a possible hangover the night before, so being without one was no surprise for me. We had a quiet movie night in which we broke my rule of “no food in the TV room.” (Not that they really follow that rule, but I am hopeful.)
My daughter had called, though, and told me that her younger son had the flu and I was glad that wasn’t an issue, either. He had spent a few days at my house and none of mine were showing signs, so that was good.
My oldest grandson took his brother’s place in my house for the remainder of their Christmas break, staying until after this writing. I had to think of active things to do that cost little or no money for a broad range of ages 7-14. I mean, really, we just had Christmas!
Their laser tag guns, play yard, pogo sticks and scooters weren’t enough to occupy them. They had books and movies and various other interests satisfied as well.
With the weather just a bit cool (in the 40’s) I thought it would be good to have a mini-vacation.
Well, it lasted all of two hours. We spent two hours at the state park on the “First Day Hike.” It had all the feel of being out camping but without the packing and unpacking. It was an all-age activity that held all of our attention as we communed with nature for the brief time.
My grandson got hold of my camera and had a field day with it. There were plenty of sticks for my 9-year-old to pick up, swing and whack at the ground.
My 8-year-old ran ahead, lagged behind and exclaimed at the scavenger hunt items he found, while my 7-year-old got to have Mom to herself, helped find some of the items, peered through her flowered binoculars and collected and discarded sticks along with her brother.
I learned how to spot poison ivy, something I had a terrible allergy to as a child. I know we can outgrow some allergies, but I simply don’t want to test it, so I paid heed to our guide’s directives. It was a nice, pleasant, easy day and something in which we all found enjoyment and we learned a few things to boot.
Some people are adrenalin junkies. Life has to be on a fast track all the time. Problem is, when we don’t slow down for a bit, we miss out on the simplest of life’s pleasures.
As a younger person, I did not appreciate the peaceful, pleasant times but felt a need to be on the go all the time.
As an adult, I crave the quiet times, missing only someone with whom to share them.
Our time in the park brought to mind a scripture that I have heard numerous times over the years: “Let be and be still and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations! I will be exalted in the earth!” (Psalm 46:10)
It is in the quiet, reflective times that we learn to appreciate our blessings. In the New Year, I hope that I take the time to be still and appreciate all with which I have been blessed.
Quiet times, after all, are the best soul food!