no wrong answer
December 17, 2016 § 4 Comments
Yesterday a last-minute invitation for previously postponed plans lead to a contradiction of desires. The offering was indulgently unruffled, old friends on the eve of a winter storm. The richness of comfort food and conversation with the promise of an evening stay to avoid slippery roads home.
Opportunity came on the heels of today’s cancellations. No longer did we need to rise early for extra curricular activities; there was a treasure of time to forfeit a lazy evening at home. Except, it has been a long week. One that entailed travel for work and cold, afternoon dog walks; holiday errands and a stubborn runny nose. Despite careful planning and restful evenings, I could feel my family exhaling into home.
Instead of leaping towards an instinctive yes, we leaned into an intuitive no. Rather than an improvised celebration, we gathered into shared stillness. My husband cooked a seemingly endless offering of snacks while the kids and I nestled into a movie; laughter bubbling over the space between kitchen and couch.
This morning, in the beautiful mess of early snowfall, I considered the richness of our family’s good fortune. There was no wrong answer in the generosity of our choices, only an abundance of opportunity. Exquisitely ordinary gifts in a season of happy distractions.
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And the answer shared from the heart beautifully Marie 😀
Thank you, Mark.
A wealth of riches! And no wrong answer:). Although it sounds like you chose the better of the two options. Isn’t it funny that staying in and relaxing is now considered an indulgence? Used to be the norm . . .
It was the right answer for that day. An overlooked, undervalued norm for certain.