I’m going to need to return to reality soon. I spent a long weekend in Nebraska and have been at home with my family all week without a schedule. But…Sunday is coming and so is a new school year…children’s ministry calls.
I will however frequently revisit my memories of time with those I love in Nebraska…those who saw me through the trials of high school and divorcing parents. I will recall the rural highways I drove instead of interstates; the endless fields of corn and well worn farmhouses. I will be forever grateful for the time alone to drive, listen to a good book, and talk to God.
As I drove, I detoured to make a long overdue visit to a beautiful campus designed for varying stages of senior adult care. Looking into a face I once saw multiple times a week, I was reminded that ministry includes goodbyes sometimes and I’ve never been good at goodbyes.
My casual week has included a much needed coffee time with the friend who keeps me grounded. I bought myself new sheets and pillows — ok, my hubs benefits from them too. Truth be told, I need a twelve step program to address my relationship with my bedding. I’ve taken my boys on an expensive little shopping trip — why the heck could I not be the lucky soul who invented Nike and UnderArmor? I’ve done a bit more writing and evaluated what is most important in my life. And I’ve snuggled with two silly English Bulldogs who remind me that love and soft sheets are among the biggest necessities of life.