Centering Time

August 16, 1995 Laura-11, Jasmine-10, Margret-8, Trina-5, Lark-nearly 3

It's midnight. I am on leave from work "recovering" from a lazer treatment. I am using this time to "center" as a mom and sift through a decade or more of "stuff" as we prepare to move.

Steve is dozing in the reclining chair. Trina is asleep on the couch next to me. Lark is having a bowl of "brown cereal". The older girls are playing store up in Laura's room.

Steve hollers, "You girls need to settle down up there."

I am enjoying this "centering" time. Time to be at home. Time to be aware of my girls. Time to "drop everything" without hesitation when asked to
"come see" or
"help me".

I have thrown out a lot of clutter, given some stuff away, but most is organized in labeled boxes in a storage unit. I feel much more fee and relaxed minus walls full of junk and supplies for projects. I like having all those books packed away not begging for time to be read.

Lark observed me writing so got her journal and is coloring in it.

Sadly, Steve and I both suffer from the syndrome that causes one to believe that if a thing exists it should be used: boards, boxes, paper, crates, office furniture...