Homes are to be shared, to laugh in, to share in and to
create in. Today was a wonderful day; I was able to have 5 of my young 14 year
old friends over to my home. We were able to share lives, conversation, learn
how to make apple pie, create a huge mess of crumble all over the floor and
laugh an awful lot.
As I walked them home quite exhausted we stopped to play at
the park. As I watched them race for the swing, screaming at the top of their
lungs through the rays of light streaming through the trees I just breathed in
deep. I love seeing those moments of complete freedom and live bursting out of
them. They are 14 years old and far more adult like than I desire. In these
brief moments of child likeness I find great joy as the fully abandon any image
they strive to keep, all pressure from peers and just release in abundant joy
and freedom.
As I was busy washing a counter full of dishes and vacuuming
up about a half a bowl of crumble from the floor I reflected on the afternoon
and was grateful for not only the time I could have them in my home but
relationship I have with each of them. For the truth they are eager to receive,
for the curious questions they have, for the countless times I remind them to
lower their voices, for the amount of times we are able to laugh together. For
the moments of trying to get them to leave when they discovered the Q-tips in
the bathroom and are all over excited to clean their ears. I am thankful for
the hugs goodbye at the end of the day, and for the fact that I get to journey
with them not just today but tomorrow and the day after that.
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