I heard the rustling in the other room and wished for a few more moments of closed eyes but then it escalated into a cry and then another until I knew it was time. I gathered my wits and rose from the bed but kept my eyes closed as I left the room trying to steal just a moment more of deprived sleep. I felt my head swirl into a dream and yet my body instinctively moved forward until it too lost navigation. The sound was muffled and even the blunt contact of my nose on the floor was painless. I heard only the voice of my husband saying "honey are you okay?"
I shook my head and mumbled let me stay here and sleep.
I was reminded of that memory this morning when I read a story from a young mom who is learning the path of motherhood the second time around. She wrote about exhaustion and I was transported to my own memory of the night I fell fast asleep face first onto the floor while walkign to the nursery. I cannot rememeber a more intense tiredness than at that moment. Yet somehow we manage to muddle through on the fumes of life that keep us going until we can get recharged and when we look back it seems a little less intense!
The memory is kind and become watercolored to make all our painful moments delightful!
WELCOME, and come in. I'd love for you to join me as I walk through my backyard door and into my personal journey of what brings me pleasure as a mature woman. Blogging is no stranger to me because I have had my ButternutSageDesigns blog for many years now, (now closed) showcasing hand stamped greeting cards.THIS blog's journey however, will reveal my soul and meander through the door of my heart and into all the rooms that occupy it.
I am a spiritual woman and I hope you find peace here and contemplate your own soul when you visit~