Part three of the Remembering Montana series of posts. Scroll down then navigate back to read previous posts.
Day 6 (September 25, 2018):
Time has officially slowed down here. I love it. I have so many engaging things going on in my life that it often feels like time is flying by. At 49 years of age, that’s the last thing I want to happen! I also tend to spend lots of time in my head (in Strengthsfinder language, that’s called intellecting; in therapy, that’s called ruminating–I prefer the former 😉 ) Staying present and relishing each moment is effortful for me, but it’s my ongoing challenge.
We’ve gotten into the rhythm of the day here and the chores don’t take that long. Hubby is working remotely and our exploration of our beautiful surroundings is limited by Kiki’s potty breaks (discussed on Day 3.) I’m sharing my electronics with the boy–I know it seems a travesty to not just do away with them as much as possible, but I am traveling with teens and trying to strike a balance. Their schooled minds are less enthused by these adventures I insist on and I don’t want to turn them off completely. Plus I’m also trying to develop my skills–researching, capturing, writing, sharing–so staying electronically connected is important to me also.
With all that said, each day here passes more slowly than the last, and I’m loving the leisurely pace and all I can indulge in these long days: exploratory walks, bike rides, podcasts, naps… I brought the girl’s long-forgotten round loom with me and made my first cowl scarf, albeit riddled with mistakes, in only two days. Yummy, precious time. I’ll pamper myself with it while I’m here, roll around in it, wrap myself in it like a cozy blanket, knowing that this adventure will soon be behind me, and these lusciously long days, gone in a flash…
Restoring Justis 