Finding time for the little moments can be incredibly hard these days, especially with all the things vying for our attention. In the world of mental health, however, the little moments can make all the difference. This is the story of my moment, found in the span of just a few moments.
We’ve hit that time of year where the weather just can’t make up its mind. We keep getting snow, but the days are warm enough that everything has melted by the afternoon. The end result: a soggy mess. I have to step carefully to avoid the sludge getting in to the car, walking in to work, coming home, taking out the dog. And speaking of the dog, let’s talk about those wonderful muddy paws all over the floor.
Yeah, I’m honestly not a fan of this time of the year. I love the winter, so the melt is a little sad. It means the snow will be gone soon. Add in to that the soggy mess of the world (and the rotting plant life waiting to reassert itself), and I’m just about done with spring before it even starts.
That said, spring also means there are puddles everywhere and in the world of a 9 and 2 year old, well, that’s irresistible. Every day after we get home, it takes half an hour to get them from the car to the back door because both Jamie and Eileen have to splash every puddle until they’re both soaked. At the end of the day, when we’re trying to get in the house, get the dog out, dinner going, and all the other things that need to happen before bed, this is beyond frustrating.
Still, a couple days ago we had a few moments. It was a balmy 40 degrees and we had nothing to cook, so we sat on the back porch instead of trying to rush them. And let me tell you, it was so worth it. Apart from the much needed sunshine, there’s something wonderful about being outside. It was breezy, but not too much, and the
kids were overjoyed. Jamie discovered he could see himself in the puddles, and if he ran fast enough he could splash Daddy. Later, he found out throwing a rock in the puddle made an even bigger splash.
Needless to say, he was soaked. But it was worth every second.
Sometimes the days just don’t let you slow down; that’s a fact of life. But we always have to be sure to keep an eye out for those little moments where we can. Whether it’s watching the kids splash around (and trying not to panic over the mess), or taking a second to hold your coffee, every second is worth it.
Life is hard. Parenting is hard. Mental illness is hard. But enough of these little moments, and it gets just a little bit better.