Therapy

I took a long walk with my kids last week in the warmth of the sun. There was a cool breeze blowing, and it was relaxing. I pushed Doop in the stroller, which is something that will soon pass. He is growing up, and it makes me sad. On this particular day though he was sleepy, and riding in the stroller seemed like a great idea to him. The thumping of my feet and the rhythm of my steps is usually enough to send him into a resting state, but not on this day. On this day he was busy listening to the birds and watching the girls bounce the ball to each other as we walked down the road. They sang songs, and counted their steps. Their laughter and musing was harmonious, and therapeutic to my ears.

After some time we reached our destination. A beautiful place next to the river. The sound of the river was soothing, and it's beauty brought me peace. I sat on the hill with Seej and watched Doop and Lou as their imaginations immediately sprang to life. The took full advantage of the time that we spent there, and the sight of the entirety of the scene was therapeutic to my eyes.

As we headed home my wristwatch quickly brought reality back, and we raced the clock for arrival at our next location. But as we ran I couldn't help but watch my kids as they herded one another down the road in a safe fashion always aware of each other and their surroundings. At one point Seej led the group, and Lou being afraid that Doop would fall behind took his hand in hers and followed Seej home. This was therapeutic to my heart.

My life has been busier than normal over the past couple of weeks. It seems that just when I think I have things figured out a new twist is added into the mix. I recently wrote a post about life at our house and adjusting, and we are now in adjustment mode once again. I guess constant changing is good. It keeps us on our toes, it helps us to grow, and for me it reminds me of the things I should truly be focused on. This also however means that life can be crazier. It sometimes means less time with my kids, and I miss them. So choosing to take a walk with them on this day was a perfect choice. It reminded me how much I love them. It reminded me that they also take care of one another, and it reminded me that I need to make wise choices with the free time that I do have.

This walk was therapy, and I needed it.