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Princess Morag is a stay at home mum who tries to stay sane, hold on to her faith and keep her brain somewhat stimulated

Monday, July 20, 2015

Home Alone

The princess can hear the washing machine busily spinning and sloshing the water around, but the noise does not intrude on her sense of quiet within herself.  For as much noise as it makes, it does not disturb in the way the presence of another person would.  For the second time this summer she is home alone and it is wonderful.  The couch cushions are straightened, the counter is wiped, the dishes are done, the cereal that always makes it to the floor, and crumbs have been swept up.  The smell of coffee revives her and the Princess can breathe a little easier although allergies have returned to make respiration a little uncomfortable.

The children will return and with them, spills, crumbs and the continuous sound of people singing minecraft parodies from her ipod.  In time those songs will remind her of this summer, the soundtrack of 2015.  Just the same as she remembers the Thomas songs, Dinosaur train and Wonder Pets.  And even though the kids don't remember, before that were the treats of CBeebies in the old realm: Balamory, the goodnight song and Boogie Beebies.  Those oldest ones are the ones that make her tear up.  The soundtrack of the sleep deprivation years.  The years where she and the little ones were just getting acquainted.  The years when there was no such thing as alone time.  Ever.

When she's home alone, Princess Morag can reflect on her life and remember the good things and be thankful for the people that share this home.  When everything is noisy and her permission for this that and the other is constantly being sought followed by impassioned protesting if she does not immediately say yes, it is harder to hold on to a spirit of gratitude.

To keep her sense of internal quiet while all the external noise is present - that is the true challenge.  God help her.

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4 comments:

  1. Wow, my youngest is 18 and I still measure order by my couch cushions and counter tops. Does it never end? Thanks for the creative tale!

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  2. I loved reading this story of your adventures in the land of "Home Alone." What a creative way of describing what we all so desperately need at times. When you have young children those times can be few and far between. Actually, as I think of it, those times are always easy to find when your children are older. :) Blessings to you! I'm so glad you linked up with #wholemama this week.

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  3. Internal quiet is truly such a challenge when surrounded by my noisy, loving family. I do love and crave those rare times of solitude. They can be so refreshing. Thanks for sharing.

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  4. I love your third person storytelling: enchanting!

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