We just had a luxurious weekend of family time. It’s been weeks since there weren’t campaign events, or doctors appointments, or writing deadlines (although those are self imposed), or…just the millions of other things that go on in a family. Friday night the weight of the week, of the election, the everything, made Tommy and I crawl into bed right after bedtime for the children.
Saturday morning we all got up to watch my sister-in-law cross the finish line of her first ever half marathon. I’ve actually never watched people finishing a half marathon before, and I was overcome by the determination of the runners as they crossed the finish line. It was amazing to watch them push through pain for the sole purpose of completing their goal.
My heart pounded as I watched people grimacing in pain start to sprint the last 100 yards. One young girl fell on the ground 20 yards from finishing and cried out in pain. Runners who had already finished came to her side and helped her stretch her cramping legs. When she got up and walked to the finish line, the entire crowd cheered.
We were so proud when Tommy’s sweet sister sprinted the last yards.
In contrast to the high emotions of a long distance race, we came home, and the girls played outside while I gardened. Then we went grocery shopping for the week. The evening was topped off by a family walk to the little “lake” by our house. I say “lake” because while lake is in the name it’s really just a small pond with a large open green space and a couple of swings and a seesaw.
Spring is absolutely gorgeous this year, and I’m sad to say that I don’t have lovely pictures of my lilacs to share with all of you. I’ve brought in several vases worth already, and will continue to do so until there are no blooms left.
It feels good to be getting back to our family’s normal after the big push of the election. I could use a bunch more sleep, but that’s just life. I’ll be getting back to my marathon this week. And by that I mean writing on my book.