Your son is staying late at school to play badminton and your daughter has a friend over so nobody needs you for a few minutes so you decide to strap on your running shoes and run as fast as you can for as long as you can. And then you take a break to catch your breath. And then you run really fast some more. And breathe some more. And then you start to exhale.
And then your daughter asks you to meet her and her friend at the park to help them take silly pictures. And then you smile and act silly with them and you start to forget you had that feeling.
And then you decide to make chili lime chicken with grilled pepper salsa to celebrate Cinco de Mayo (even though you have no idea what Cinco de Mayo is all about) instead of the chicken wings you'd already planned and your family loves this new recipe and you're pleasantly surprised because it's not often they like new recipes the first time you make them...especially those that don't allow for the addition of ketchup.
And then when you grab a coffee (decaf American soy misto, of course) while your daughter is having her guitar lesson, you have a few minutes to read a book. And you read one of those lines that makes you pause, think, and then hope that you have a pen in your purse so you can underline it. And you do. So you do.
|Just one of the many lines I've found myself underlining in the book I'm currently reading:|
Love in the Time of Cholera.
How have I not read this earlier?