A Bit Of Drivel And Then A Question

I am FEELING it.

 This morning as The Holbs rushed out of the house to get to school on time and I stretched my toes under the blankets I could tell the sky outside was feeling it too. It was gray, it was low, it was filled with impending tears. I rolled over and petted Barnaby a couple a times hoping it would make me feel better. Then I decided I would just have to build a fort under the covers with the dogs and not emerge until the after sun had set again. I would sigh, I would nap, I would snuggle, I would sigh and nap some more, and then my Red Holbsauce would come home to find me in my disconsolate state and heroically procure for me a burrito. Because what else but a burrito could solve all my problems? Thus determined, I got up and went for a run.

While I was boiling and stirring my oatmeal I suddenly felt all kinds of moody. Life's problems and injustices were knocking at my door and I thought long and hard thoughts about what it really means to be Christ-like and how to really love someone more than you love yourself. Would baked goods suffice? But then my oatmeal was cooked and eating oatmeal is not something you can do whilst otherwise mentally occupied.

While I blow dried my hair I started to feel strangely angry. It was quite the display of emotional achievement! I honestly could not figure it out. Where was this coming from? And could the fact that I was having a good hair day at least count for something?

But then as I kid-walked Maggie to Adventure Club things started to turn around. It was just such a romantic afternoon, and the minute I pick up Maggie to the moment I drop her off she is chatting a million miles a minute and telling me everything there is to know about everything. And don't you think a good walk outdoors can fix just about anything? Time slowed down as the leaves fell just-so and the air was perfectly chilly and the world was all crunchy and crisp. My favorite brown and white horse was out down the street saying hello to passing school kids and horses are just the friendliest things aren't they? I swear I saw him smile at me. I was remembering what my dad said about my mother once when we were driving around my hometown.

He said,

Your mother has brought so much beauty into my life. Every day I see what she has made for our family, and I just never could have expected my life would be so beautiful.

I think that's what I want to be when I grow up.