Do you ever just want to sit down on your front porch with a good friend, and a mug of steaming tea laced with milk and sugar? I could use that. The comfort that comes from good company and tea leaves. I think it's a shame that people are unable to just drop by anymore. I bet in the olden days, and, yes, that means way before my time if my children are reading this, I bet back then friends dropped by quite often. All this "Get out your calendar and pencil me in here" business would have been nonsense. Please. All I'm doing is gathering the eggs, feel free to interrupt that at any time.
Now. I get this life. I get the pace. It's exhausting for sure. But as I sip my tea today, I'm considering the possibility of availability. If I am more available, will I not get more out of life? More out of my relationships? The trade-off of personal fulfillment in all these areas for what....in the end? We want all our ends to be good, right? To be profitable. We want to meet our work deadlines. We want the kids to get good grades at the end of the semester. We want the end of gardening season to show well on our storage shelves. And. In the end. When we are fading. We want to be loved.
If our lives will eventually fade. If eventually we will not be a lawyer, doctor, bread maker, parent-on-demand, maybe time spent on the front porch drinking tea with a friend is time better invested. Maybe availability will serve us well. Better. Than anything else ever could.
Earl Gray. Milk. Sugar. Availability. Good, deep thoughts for a Sunday. I want to be a lover of people. That is my heart. All the other things can fade.
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