Some days go by slowly. I use to be bothered by slow days, feeling that time was being wasted somehow. I am beginning to understand the importance of slow days. It’s on these days that I find my eldest tucked into a corner looking at an Asterix et Obelix comic book or sitting at the table practising letter writing (a first!). These slower days give my children the time and freedom to explore and play.
On slow days I hear myself saying “yes!” more often. Yes Sweetpea, let’s make the best play dough, and sure son we can make a batch of the most delicious ginger cookies. Not only am I more willing to asceed their requests I find myself to be more patient with their shenanigans. I draw the line, however, at eating handfuls of raw sugar when my back is turned.
Not only do I find myself to be more attentive to the little ones, I feel more connected to God. Our prayer candle is lit on these quiet days. As I move through my day I offer prayers for people in need. For the last couple days I have been praying for Jennifer Fulwiler a fellow Catholic blogger who is 24 weeks pregnant and has pulmonary embolisms. Please keep her in your prayers, I am sure she would appreciate it.
Join me by enjoying a slow day in your home or feel free to share how you or your family experience slow days.