Savoring the Small Moments

It’s mid-morning, thanks to Daylight Savings Time, but the rooms are not filled with sunlight, as they were yesterday. Instead a quiet grayness lights the house, and occasionally, you can hear the staccato of raindrops falling to the ground from the trees or the ro Even the rain is too lazy this morning to fall steadily.

I had sat on the sofa, with my feet propped up on the small ottoman, drinking my breakfast shake that I wished were a coffee. Not that I don’t like my shake, I do, but on a morning like this, a warm coffee to cuddle into would be preferable. But I am out of creamer.

My library book is about 2 weeks overdue, so I’m trying to finish it. I’m reading “Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood.” This book is rather like this day; it reads in a slow, rich manner, inviting you to savor it in an unhurried manner. So unlike much of my life.

Sidda, one of the characters, is in the Northwest, and is experiencing the cold and the wet as I am this morning. But the book often has scenes from her mother’s life in hot and humid Louisiana, and the detail makes it come alive for me. I can’t wait until I get to visit Louisiana and experience this for myself. I can only hope that I will allow myself time to enjoy it and not get caught up in the whirlwind of events which I am sure are going to be present.

So, for the moment, I’m trying to savor this morning. To listen to the quiet, soft rain. To cuddle into my throw blanket. To enjoy the flickering light of the candles. And to read a good book and not worry about tomorrow just yet.

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