I love this time of year.
The last of the cold, lingering snow has melted. Birds are singing, squirrels are chattering, and winter jackets are idling in the closet!
The start of warmer weather feels like a weight has been lifted.
I tend to spend most of winter dashing in and out of the car… these days I catch myself dawdling between the car and the front door.
My kids attend weekly swimming lessons at a community centre that neighbours the lovely lake pictured above.
Ever since I started homeschooling I’ve had very little time to myself and while most days are fine, some days, I crave to be alone.
Two weeks ago, instead of watching the kids swim, I decided to take a stroll down to the lake.
I had 20 minutes to spend with nature.
I listened to the birds singing and the gentle breeze blowing through the trees. I watched the water lapp against the rocks.
As I headed back to the community centre I noticed an unmistakeable bounce in my steps.
Since that day, I’ve penciled “20 minutes at the lake” into my weekly schedule. I’ve been back twice already!
Not too long ago, I would have felt guilty for ditching the kids, but over the years, I’ve realized the importance of “me time”. It’s significant.
Guess what? The kids were fine when I picked them up after class. Miraculously, my absence from the viewing deck did not hinder their progress in the pool!
As an added bonus, my mood was contagious and the three of us were singing (some would call it shouting) Kookaburra the entire drive home :)
Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Merry, merry king of the bush is he
Laugh, Kookaburra, laugh, Kookaburra
Gay your life must be!
Gay your life must be…