The last of the holiday visitors left about an hour ago. Seven visits in the last six weeks. So many special people sitting at our table, eating with us, sharing where they are now and where they have been. All slept here for some amount of time, and joined us in whatever we were doing. There was a lot of cooking and cleaning and the amount of laundry was sometimes overwhelming, but so was the laughter and the deep feeling of connection.
Suddenly, having only five people in the house will feel inadequate. And peaceful.
Now my house is quiet. Exceptionally still. It’s even starting to snow outside, which adds another layer of calm. And I am reminded that someday this will be the norm. In a few years we will have quick bursts of chaos and noise, followed by extended periods of peace and quiet. Just like these last several weeks, I want to enjoy the craziness while I’ve got it under my roof.
Lord, help me to relish every minute of cooking, cleaning, arguing, driving, laundry, counseling, snuggling and sharing that comes with living as a close family. Thank you for the change in perspective….again.