It seems odd that days, melting into one another like forgotten crayons in hot summer cars, can become so full that I forget to share.
But they do. Sometimes they are full of energy and accomplishment, work and progress. Other times they are full of chores and tasks, begrudgingly undertaken, but gratefully completed. Still, there are days that are full of rest and quiet, feelings of too much and not enough, those are the too-many-colors-muddled-into-brown days.
there are days like this, that begin a muddled brown, arrive at a surprising level of tasks completed, and finish with time spent – mother and daughter – making the world a little brighter, together.
This post was written as part of a monthly challenge sponsored by Two Writing Teachers, to encourage writing and community. While the goal is to write a Slice of Life entry each day throughout the month of March, distance and busyness made that reality less possible. An unexpected positive twist to the COVID-19 pandemic — the cancellations and recommendations to socially distance — means I have more margin in my schedule to write.