Friday, August 29, 2014

A Hard Day

Hello everyone,
Sorry that I am posting so late. It has been one of those days. You know. Those days that seem to take forever to come to a close. When the baby is teething & won't nap, the house is a mess, and the exhaustion is so extreme that even a cup of coffee won't do the trick. The day just goes on and on and on and on and on. Nothing goes right, no matter how hard I try. This was one of those days.
But that is okay. Now, looking back, I can see the giggles, and happy cuddles. The joyful splashes in the bath, the happy coos when telling me about her day, the interesting faces she made while eating her green beans. She laughed as she played the hand-me-her-cracker-and-i-will-hand-it-back-to-her game for many moments. The delightful songs that she sings. The amazing love she has for her teddy bear. Every single moment was a blessing with her. It was a good day. It was a very hard day. But it was a good day. I need to remember that even on long days, to enjoy each moment. There will come a day when I will long for them again.
Now I am off to dream land, much needed rest. I thought I would leave you with something to ponder and reflect on, imagery to lead your imagination to dream land. 

by: Robert Frost 

O hushed October morning mild, 
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; 
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild, 
Should waste them all. 
The crows above the forest call; 
Tomorrow they may form and go. 
O hushed October morning mild, 
Begin the hours of this day slow. 
Make the day seem to us less brief. 
Hearts not averse to being beguiled, 
Beguile us in the way you know. 
Release one leaf at break of day; 
At noon release another leaf; 
One from our trees, one far away. 
Retard the sun with gentle mist; 
Enchant the land with amethyst. 
Slow, slow! 
For the grapes' sake, if they were all, 
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost, 
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost-- 
For the grapes' sake along the wall.

*Thank you to my brother who shared this poem with me. 

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