A little over a year ago, I had a rare opportunity to take a few hours away from my newborn daughter and spend some much-needed time by myself. I went to the one place I knew would relax and rekindle me a bit - under the St. John's Bridge.This is one of those days where I feel I could use another trip down there. Yes, Hazel is at her grandmother's house as I fight through an onslaught of duties and responsibilities that do not welcome small children (like working with hot wax).
I used 'Death Cab for Cuties' lyrics in the title because that is what my life seems to do to me. I start working on one project/responsibility only to then find others slipping in to my psyche like cracks in the foundation....pretty soon my head is filling up with too many things to do/think about/fret about.
But even with all these "to-do's" swirling around my head and heart, I try to remember that day under the bridge. warm. sunny. calm. the quiet of gentle whirs of trucks overhead and river currents below. the calm of just being. breathing. living. see, I feel better already.
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Time away from your child is really making you a better mom I think. At least that is what I tell myself. It's amazing how quiet it can be when you are alone. You can hear the clock tick or yourself breathe. When I saw the photo and the title on your post it seemed like the bridge meant impending doom! Glad it wasn't. :)
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