I have been in and out of the house, mostly out, for the last several days. I overbooked and had to be at several different functions at the same time with food baked and/or cooked plus dishes to be set, etc.
Timing was a challenge but all that is over and the week ahead is fairly free with the exception of Thanksgiving and that will at least be at our house.
I have had my cell phone with me. All the family knew my whereabouts and if someone was in need all that was required was a phone call to be made and I would try my best to meet the need.
It was this evening when I was finally home and sitting in my favorite chair relaxing when the needs came out. One daughter needed to tell me about a movie and who might show for dinner this Thursday. Nothing earth shattering, but the need to connect. Same with the other daughter. Needing to share what her son had accomplished the past couple of days and how we were going to have to raise the level of child proofing.
My son hit it though. Sam just needed to tell me about Saturday. It had been a long day for him. Several things happened and he had been waiting for me to be home long enough to tell me so I could really listen. When his next oldest sister hollered at him to get in the kitchen to help with dishes, his response was he needed time to tell mom important stuff and she could just stuff it.
The need to connect. To stay still long enough to let it happen.
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