Saturdays Were Made for This
My children and I are enjoying the best weekend we've had in a long time. I haven't even done a load of laundry (yet), almost unheard of. It's Easter Sunday, for those who celebrate or recognize the day. For me, it's always simply meant an opportunity to enjoy rebirth, welcome spring, and eat dessert.
Yesterday was just about as perfect a day as comes along. After fulfilling our favorite Spring past time, egg dying, we spent the rest of the day with My Boring Best. He took us on quite an adventure, leading us through caves, and scaling rock formations in the Cuyahoga Valley National Park. To his credit, it was an extraordinarily brave feat, not being able to predict who would poop out first or whether the youngest among us could stomach the hike. Turns out she gave us quite a run for our money. MBB and Son of Mando Mama enjoyed some good picture taking and caving while daughter and I peeked into hobbit holes.
Having the weather, the time, and the reason not to do laundry, not to run errands, not to vacuum for the third time this week was pretty darn satisfying. We ate great Mexican food out of take out containers, covered our sidewalk in chalk drawings, watched MBB chase a frisbee in his socks and take a beating from Daughter of MM with swimming noodles, and watched a movie.
Can I make the leap to doing nothing once in a while? I guess I can try. It's hard not to feel that if every minute isn't used wisely, somehow it's costing me something. I realize that's ridiculous, but it's true. What will cost me is missing the kinds of moments like I had today, smiling so much that my face hurt.
Time flies. Kids grow. Opportunities pass. Of these truths I'm reminded this weekend, and how good it is to have a satisfied mind.
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his money I'd do things my way
But little they know that it's so hard to find
One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind
Once I was winning in fortune and fame
I had all that I needed to get a start in life's game
Then suddenly it happened, I lost every dime
I'm better off now, with a satisfied mind
Cause money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're lonesome, or a love that's grown cold
And the wealthiest person is a pauper at times
Compared to the man with a satisfied mind
When this life is ended, my time has run out
My friends and my loved ones I'll leave, there's no doubt
But one thing for certain, when I've served my time
I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind