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There’d not been a very few moments I went confused about being home-bound with three kids- am I free? Or trapped? I have countless times longed to do my personal missions in life- to teach, and influence kindness, and raise money to aid the desperate and needy.
I felt trap inside my box- my home. I’ve had much of my children fighting with each other over a single ball (when in fact, they each has a ball but very often, they all like the SAME ball); the clutter around the house; the screaming that I hear from myself when things seem no longer controllable.
Ah-why did I let that for too long? Recently I tried going out of my home- oh, did you think, away from my children? No, no- just by the garden. While my son was playing at the sands corner with his blue car, I sat by the rocking chair and felt the cool winds. Our home is next to a rice field so it’s fresh air, cool and healthy. It relaxed my mind. And when my son offered me the cake he baked out of the sands and water, sprinkled with fancy colors from the sharpened crayons as toppings- oh, what sweetness life can offer.
I did not mind yet if it was mess inside the house; I’ve been every day into the routine of mopping, dishwashing, cleaning up, what else. Tomorrow I can handle that again- I realized, I simply cannot get every thing in order every single day. I simply cannot stick to my routines forever.
Today I went out of my box, for a change. And the difference is extraordinary. Save that with a kiss and a hug from my son when he whispered, “Wow, mama visits my garage today! My blue car is happy! See, for a change, he has a new visitor!”
Go- out of your box!
Maybe it does not mean quitting or abandoning where you are in altogether, or traveling the miles. Maybe-it also lies just by your backyard.
This week’s challenge- out of your box! Take some break! Get some love!