This, for whatever reason, is different. Perhaps it's because I'm getting older and this is a glimpse of where we will all likely end up one day. Everyone except DH who, when his time comes, plans to go out quickly with a massive coronary. It's not as bad as it sounds...he just really believes in doing things expediently.
Maybe it's also because, having been blessed with a 24/7 existence with my kids via staying at home and home schooling, it's a lonely feeling not being "in the mix" all the time. Don't get me wrong, it's been a delight to sleep in, have my "helpers" bring me meals and ice and make me a room service bell but it's different to be away from them for so long. Especially my littlest muffin. Babyhood is so fleeting. It is a cross to bear to be gone from their lives for the better part of a month.
So, that's it, I guess. This is my cross. The isolation and lack of control are things for me to offer up for those who need some extra grace. My pastor said it's time for me to be Mary instead of Martha. So true, that. I am also called to use this time away to pray and think and learn and rest and do all that I can to be ready to once again take up my role in our family. I hope that I can use my time well to be still and listen. Know that I will be praying for you :0)
I am blessed.