it's been months since i've felt like baking or doing "homey" things. admittedly, i've been absent. i've been elsewhere, physically and mentally. i have said that i wanted to be home and never really made any effort to get there.
i want to get there.
prayer helps. reading, a huge help. talking with others (professional and non-professional alike), helps. but actually cleaning the kitchen? helpful! picking blueberries for breakfast cereal and folding clothes as only a mama can fold clothes - immensely rewarding.
[wow, who would've thought?]
time to start reaching out for family and reconnecting with friends that i miss (which includes visiting blogs and leaving comments :). time to start taking an interest in dusting, and the other quotidian tasks that can be mundane but that are refreshing to someone who has been wasted and wearied for a long, long time.
[God is doing a work in me.]
“The time of business does not differ with me from the time of prayer; and in the noise and clatter of my kitchen, while several persons are at the same time calling for different things, I possess God in as great a tranquility as if I were upon my knees at the blessed sacrament.” Brother Lawrencegrab a towel and come fellowship with me...