for Always

It's not what I planned to do with the day, but yesterday morning I ended up trimming my overgrown front yard.  And when the results of the mad cuttery were amassed, I knew I was in trouble.  There was no way that bulk of branches, leaves & dead foliage was going to fit into our garbage can. 

I stood back.  And the situation seemed surprisingly familiar.  Reminiscent of the past few weeks, in fact.  When my own "mad cuttery" has amassed huge (self-inflicted!) lists and piles.  When I have all too often felt that no amount of pushing or prodding can possibly stuff all of my to-do's into the finite time available each day. 

So I did the best I could.  And swept the rest into a pile beside the garbage can. 

Then Jim came home.  And did his genius thing.   Topping the green mass with a board, he lifted the boys in and told them to stomp.  

So simple.  And everything soon fit. 

And I realized these three men do this for me all. the. time.   Sometimes they lend extra hands.  Other times genius invention.  Perspective.  Kisses.  Levity.  Or generous acceptance of peanut butter sandwiches for dinner again.  

Mostly, I bring chaos to the daily.  Always, I'm their girl and they fit me in despite...leaving me grateful that my life is linked with theirs for Always.

Comments

[Mandy]

Beautifully written, as usual! Funny picture of Davyn.

I have been the garbage stomper a couple of times which tends to look ridiculous when you're an adult. I always seem to get some stares which is expected.

[Mandi]

Thanks for this reminder that our children and spouse are always there to help us out of our own problems and that the most important thing is that we are, indeed, linked together. That looks like a good website, by the way, I'll have to check it out more. . .

[Neighbor Jane Payne]

You are just so darn poetic. I love the way you put words and meaning into form. What a tribute to your smashers.

[Kelly]

Beautiful! I love how your blog is so full of your deep and profound thoughts. Poetry, for sure.

And, is it wrong that I feel just a little bit powerful that last night I suggested that you needed a new post, and today there is one? :)

[Melissa M.]

I can't wait to see your trimming job!
You are one busy lady lately, let me help you!

[Marie]

Thank-you for to Kelly who insisted on a new post.

And as for you, Amy, I love the way you see deep thoughts in the mudane day-to-day stuff of life. You make me rethink the way I see things and find meaning where I didn't see it before.

Hooray for your boys and the love they give their girl.

[Tiffany]

Doing the best you can and your boys filling in the cracks. Sweet!

It's nice to hear from you again!

[April]

I have to admit I'm a bit curious about the "mad cuttery" going on in your life...I've been missing your posts, of course, and curious about what could be pulling you away.

And I also have to admit to complete admiration for your yardwork...my yard sure could use me, but every time I look at it my energy just disappears.

I love how your men love you, in just the right ways, in just the way you need them. I'm sure that goes both ways.

[Megan]

So happy you've finally posted, and what a sweet little post. I wish I was as eloquent as you, I love your writing. Your boys are getting so big, I have a feeling I'm going to be shocked when I see everyone this summer, two years makes a big difference in their little lives!

[Barb]

Your perspective is amazing, I really enjoyed this post.

[Emily]

I love this.

[Price Cream Parlor]

You turn the ordinary into extraordinary! What great insight! Love the stomper photo!

[kim sue]

I find myself pushing and proding a lot lately.

[Shanon]

Very sweet. What a cute picture too of D!

[michelle]

This is beautiful, Amy. What a lovely perspective.