Last week I was car-less.
Imagine.
A young Mum with things to do. Places to go.
Objects to move from one place to another.
Small children to move from one place…
To another.
What a bother.
And then it struck me.
These legs of mine, these feet—
What marvellous things they are.
This body: flushed with life; me and the pram
Powering up hills, and down. Getting places
No engine necessary.
What a gift.
Finding my feet again gifted me other things, too.
Like time.
Time to feel the papery trunks of nature’s watchmen,
Time to see—spindly leaves, dancing about in the open blue. Time to be
Me.
Free.
What a gift.
But the very best of life on two legs was this:
Extra time with my babies— one and four years old.
Not three minutes together, like the car ride to kinder.
But twenty. Precious. Minutes.
Every day for a week.
All of us wide-eyed, as natures sweetest creations passed us by.
What a gift.
The gift of bother.
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