This has been the most beautiful week I can remember. Each day is simply gorgeous and the night even more so. I'm housesitting right now for two homes that have wonderful views of LA. Each night I go out on the deck and stare at the stars and the city below and just sit. It's so peaceful...very needed in my crazy, fast-paced life.
Right now, I'm a mommy of two teenagers. Their real mommy is away with their dad for over a week, and I'm the fill in. I adore the kids. We have a great time, but boy if I wasn't convinced I wasn't ready for teenagers just yet, I am now. I don't get a moment to myself until they've gone to bed, and of course, by that time, my eyelids weigh five pounds, and I can't bring myself to do much of anything. I have such a profound respect for parents right now.
Our church just finished a three day fast for our community, etc. At the end of the fast, I was out on the deck, looking up at the sky, asking the Lord to speak to me. I was having the most wonderful moment with God, and then all of the sudden, "EMILY! Where's the cat? You left the door open!" *Sigh* my beautiful moment full of tranquility jolted into reality by the screams of a 12-year-old. I smiled...hey, this is real. Sitting out on a deck every night is not, as much as I'd like it to be.
So, I've learned a lot about life in the last few days. I'm sure whenever my parents had a free moment to relax and spend time with one another or with the Lord, it was soon interrupted by a little toehead wanting to talk, or show them something, or tattle on her little brother who just hurt her littler one :) (Had to say that...love you Jonny!)
My hats off to all good parents. I qualify that statement because there are plenty of bad ones who would tell their 12-year-old to shut up and find her own cat. But the ones I know and have are wonderful, so bravo!
~The only real Portia
Posted by Portia at March 10, 2004 11:58 PM
