Remember Sundays growing up? They were my dreaded day of the week. That queasy feeling would set in just as the sun closed up shop for the day leaving behind a small collection of angst ridden hours before school and other obligations came knocking.
It’s funny how memories from childhood become so crisp and tangible the instant they are thought of years later. Instantly brought back to life with one mere thought, a remembrance triggered by a smell, a melody, a feeling or a taste. It hangs in the air thick and heavy, until you are jolted back into 2019 by a ding on your phone alerting you to a message. However, these days my favorite time of the week is Sunday, specifically Sunday before 7am. The streets are empty, weather permitting the sun is shining and bright, you can gaze at the light bouncing from leaf to leaf, you can stroll to the scattered beat of your own thoughts. You can sit and stare uninterrupted, sip in silence, nibble at pieces of your pastry and create your own beautiful and unique rhythm. A Sunday song to call your own. The sun is yours, the sky is yours, the room is yours. All giving you time to dream your little dream.
Sunday is your day to be fully present and enjoy all the small moments, that actually aren’t small at all. From the way we make the coffee in the morning, to the usual Sunday errands, the simple acts of making Sunday Dinner or gathering with friends or family & sharing a whether it be a bottle of wine, spirits, rootbeer, coffee or conversation into the night. The beauty of living lies in these simple moments. And it’s by being more thoughtful about them that we learn how to enjoy them to the fullest.
Enjoy Your Sunday...
Nana
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