Thursday, February 26, 2009

Taking a Breath

A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.
Anais Nin

Yesterday I ran away from home. I couldn't quite decide whether to do it or not. I participated in my usual stutter step. This time the guilt stutter step. Like is it fair of me to escape out to the lake? Should I leave my husband and that youngest son to fare for themselves? Not like they both haven't had a hellacious past few weeks. But helping prop their spirits while job seeking has put me in a place where I yearned for escape. I'm so glad I took a detour.

I don't begin my new job for another week and it has occurred to me that adopting myself to an employer's pace is definitely going to bring change. Not that raising three kids hasn't put me on someone else's schedule. (I discovered that during three natural childbirths when I so wanted a five minute break just to catch my breath.) I more than understand many/most women already juggle all this. But allow me a moment to whine and I'll share my escape through a few pictures my dear friend the travel writer sent me just this morning.

Three years ago, my husband and I fulfilled a longtime dream and bought a place on a lake in the Hill Country. Close to home, we have filled the cabin on weekends with over 150 people to share this rest area. But last night and today, I escaped by myself. I've spent the time working at my own pace. Doing for myself. Taking a breath.

It is warm in Texas right now. Like 85 degrees warm. Cold front due tomorrow. But for those of you still in the midst of winter, take a few moments to loll with me on the dock. That's where my book and I are headed. Tomorrow I'll go back to being a responsible, contributing member of society.

14 comments:

  1. Love the pictures! Can you think of a job where you could work from the lake house?

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  2. Wow, now I'm getting lake wishy. Those are great pics of the place, Jules. It looks so calm and peaceful. I think the evening twilight is the best time to be out there. And you know you gotta refill the well so you can go back and support everybody once again. You did right, you ask me.

    K

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  3. Glad you got to escape. Are you going to be able to talk yourself into coming back to town?

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  4. Great pictures. I want a dock and a lake house!

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  5. I've run away from home a time or two. Keeps you sane,


    LOVE the pics- and the writing.

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  6. A gril's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. I f I had this place to escape to, I'd go at least once a week. Beautiful and amazing. I want to be one of your 150 friends ; -)

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  7. Blogger - Wish I could. Been trying that the past couple years.

    K - Well is filling up.

    Beth S. - Do I have to come home?

    Beth - It til a most wonderful place. I'm very grateful. Please visit often.

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  8. Vodka Mom - I'm all for sanity. Thanks for the compliment and following. Busy Traveler does take the best pics.

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  9. PHST - You can be my friend!. Thanks for following.

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  10. Better living through chemistryFebruary 28, 2009 at 4:29 PM

    Well you did a good job with the pictures. Makes me want to go back. Maybe again in May. Glad you are able to enjoy it so much. Wish I were there.

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  11. I wish you were here, too, BLTC. Perfect handle,by the way.

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  12. You have to take care of yourself before you can take care of others. Good for you. Feeding your soul. I heard the cold front has hit. Very strange weather, you're having.

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  13. Thanks, SMB. And indeed strange weather. Windy, cold, yet sunshine and not a cloud. Guess it is time to go home. See if my garden survived last night's freeze.

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  14. Your blog is wonderful.
    I can watch a lot of beautiful photographs.

    And I am encouraged a lot by you.

    Thank you for visiting my blog.
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    ruma

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