Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Where you'll find me

My life so far the last few years has been just Grace, Emily and I. Often times, when Grace and Emily were with their dad, I would go two or three days without seeing or talking to anyone. The house was quiet. Mei Ling and I, my pretty kitty, would thrrrp back and forth to each other. And enjoy the peace, the quiet. I would softly pat-pat around the apartment re-arranging the detritus of daily living so I didn't miss Grace and Emily so much. I would curl up with a book and some Chinese food. I watched my Netflix. I painted my toenails. I drew swirly figures in the dust. Life was good, even if it was a little bit lonely. I was comfortable.

Suddenly, that all changed!

Welcome to Grand Central Station, i.e. Chris' house. Kids, cats, bags and wives, let me tell you. A jungle. A madhouse. The we-have-to-lock-the-door-if-we-want-privacy kind of place. The kind of place you can't run around naked because you forgot your bathrobe when you went to take a shower. The kind of place you can't leave your panties on the bathroom floor. The kind of place where teenagers, young adults and pre-teens prance in and out in a steady stream of pre-and-post hormonal excess. In the sometimes overwhelming rush of cell phones jing-a-linging the latest ring-tones, instant messenger pinging, home phone ringing and happy children running to and fro, I found my soul expanding, my sedate complacency lifting, my little-bitty circle of family growing. Life opened its arms and embraced me.

Then, Chris had surgery. Kids, cats, bags and wives scattered. Cell phones were turned off. Cyber chat ceased. Home phone lay quietly where it was last placed. Doors stayed closed. And Chris and I snuggled up on the couch, my feet in his lap, and we looked at each other. A long time. And then he kissed me.

And my whole perspective on life changed.

Quality time is waaaaay under-rated, folks. I'd say getcherself some, but I'd recommend not having surgery to do it. Makes things rather difficult where canoodling is concerned. However, these things can be worked out....

And I'm getting a trip to the day spa. This nursing gig certainly has its privileges!

9 comments:

Guyana-Gyal said...

Nothing beats a bit of silence every now and then. And nothing beats family, noise and movement too. I guess the trick is to balance them, eh?

Im so angry, Im so at ease said...

:D Grand! You'll see that the point of being elswhere belongs elsewhere, almost no matter what:)

shortensweet said...

you sound happy... I LOVE that!!!!

Roo said...

Silence WHAT is that? I think I might remember it. I love family time especially alone time with Brian. It's so nice to just hang out and be together. Though I dare say we don't get to much of it.I can say I have been on the receiving end of the nursing care after my surgeries. Brian and my mom were very good to me.

bunnyjo georg said...

GG: Now that I'm learning how nice it can be to have people around all the time, I think my point of balance is shifting. Which is a good thing!

ISA: Wow. Words of wisdom, words of truth. You have no idea how significant that is for me right now. Thanks for sharing that. I think I'm going to put it up on my monitor so I can keep it in front of me all the time!

Shorty: I am. I am happy. When I hear Chris' voice on the phone, it makes me happy like a sudden burst of sunlight in my heart. And his giggle is just like your dad's. I love that. I think I love him.

Roo: Oh, believe me, I DO value my silence. But many times I felt lonely and bereft and empty in the silence. I like it now where I have a lot of noise and togetherness and happiness, then I can go and have a quiet half hour snuggling with Chris and my book tucked under my chin. Heavenly!

Anonymous said...

good to hear your postive self. keep on enjoying..thats the good life

shortensweet said...

IN LOVE? Holy shit

bunnyjo georg said...

Grandma: Yeah, I agree. The good life is the simple life.

Shorty: Well, what can you expect when I meet someone so thoroughly wonderful?

Anonymous said...

love is in the air....at last..hope it continues. happy fer ya honey