Everyday is my favorite day, but for some reason Sundays are a little more special to me. Maybe it's the whole day of rest thing that I like, but they just seem more relaxed. Some Sundays I go to my place of worship, and other Sundays I worship at home.
I get up more casually, enjoy a cup of coffee and conversation with my husband, read, listen to music, and get some things done around the house that I've been putting off.
This morning I gave my beloved, 14-year-old poodle mix a bath. She's never excited about baths. She basically tolerates them, but I always love what happens afterwards. She runs around the house like a puppy. She wiggles, shakes herself out, rolls around the floor. It's as if she's trying to get the clean off until she can get outside. And then she settles in for a nap.
I get it though. I'm kind of the same way. I get this energy to get some chores around the house completed. I've swept, thrown in a couple of loads of laundry, picked up and straightened up, and dyed my hair. Now, I feel like settling in for a nap. And some Sundays I do just that.
But not this Sunday. This Sunday is for family. We always get together for the Super Bowl with my husband's side of the family. But this one will be a little different. Our kids won't be there. They each have prior plan with friends.
We knew this day would come, but it's still a bit of a shock. The day when you're not at the center of your kids' universe. I mean, our kids are in their 20's and have been doing their own thing for awhile now, but usually when we have a bigger family gathering they are all in. This will be one of the first times that they haven't been there, and it feels weird, but it's also somewhat a rite of passage.
We remember doing the same thing with our own parents, and now we're in their shoes. And, it feels strange to be at this point in our lives. We can do pretty much whatever we want whenever we want. And while that's so freeing in some ways, it still makes me feel a tad sad in other ways.
I mean, this is the point in your life where you're so excited for your kids in that they are independent, in healthy relationships, and are doing well on their own. On the other hand, because they have hit this point in their lives, they don't need us as much. That's kind of a weird feeling. I know that they will always need us in some ways. I feel the same way about my own parents. As I close in on 50 this year, my parents are still my go-to in many ways. So, I know it will be that way with our own kids. Yet, it's still a strange feeling.
It's a time of transition, kind of like Sundays. Sundays are the transition from the end of the weekend to the beginning of another work week. We can either wallow in pity that the weekend is coming to a close or enjoy the day for what it is. A day of rest.
I'm a lover of life, an eternal optimist, and I have an intense desire to add value through simple living and positive vibes.