Pages

Monday, June 24, 2019

The call to be astonished at who you are!



As I stood there this morning, finger poised above the Start button on the washing machine, I remembered a post I had written years ago about the very same thing...

My parents had just driven off after a lovely visit. Their sheets were in the washing machine and I felt that by pushing the start button I would be forever washing away the sweetness and memories of our time together.

Today, as I looked one last time at the mud encrusted pants and soggy socks thrown into the washer, I felt the same way...

That I was washing away something priceless.

Which really is crazy, because at the time those socks and pants were not welcome. Not at all.