Personal Space

Sometimes I just need to have no one touching me or talking to me. Sometimes all the attention just wears me down until I want to run away screaming.

When the kids have ipad time especially, they gravitate to me and insist on showing you all the funny or cool parts. Even just listening to some of these awful YouTube videos is enough to drive you nuts.

So, inevitably, it starts feeling overcrowded on the couch, so I move to the floor and lay down with a pillow. The “aloneness” is heavenly but fleeting. One by one, I become surrounded by animals and kids.

The other day, this happened, and instead of getting annoyed, I smiled. I remembered when our cleaning service was here, a sweet Russian woman with her mom. As they were leaving, her mom spoke to me in Russian. Her daughter translated for me, “you are the richest woman in the world.” She said it isn’t about the material things I may have, but the five beautiful, healthy kids and a husband and all the love in the house.

That was such a moment for me. I wanted to commit to remembering that at my rough times. It really touched my heart.

So while I’m laying on the floor, slowly being surrounded, I thought of what she had said. And I thought, “they just want to be near me. They love me that much, that they just want to be close to me.”

And I smiled, feeling like the richest woman in the world.

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6 thoughts on “Personal Space

  1. You are the richest woman in the world. As soon as you enter your home, you feel the love. Thank you for letting me into your world.

    Sent from my iPad

  2. It’s so true! A friend of mine has two kids and I have five so when I was lamenting about the fact that we have to stay in for most of the winter due to illness and a few of my kids who get very sick, she said, “Well, you have a party at your house all the time anyway, no need to leave!” And she meant it which I thought was really sweet. 🙂 We have to remember to give thanks, dont we? They are only going to be little once!!

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