a new plant bursting in the sidewalk
an overgrown bush on the path
forsythia that can’t hold back
a fairy corral on the front step
each of these interruptions was pleasant…brought me a smile and a slight wag of the head, gave me pause in my step, had my mind spin to something wider and more mysterious than me…
what i want for myself tomorrow, the next day, the next and the next…is for my children not to feel like an unpleasant interruption.
so that when they leave shoes by the back door and i unknowlingly dump 1/4 cup of sandy dirt on the floor, when helping the kids fall asleep take most of an evening, when they come with books or requests for a drink,
when i am talking to an adult and then sidle up to me, when a drive anywhere is loud with seemingly constant “mama, mama, mama”…
let me smile. let me pause in my step and my voice…
let me look at them and thank god for the interruption.