Tunnel Vision
Dear Dungarees,
No person should travel through life alone. Im no theologian and I don’t possess a psychology degree, but I know this, we were designed for connection. I was reminded of this today. We are mid-move and my attention has been very singularly funneled to the task at hand. Pieces of moving seem selfish, don’t they? Life almost stops except for the moving duties in front of you (and also the fact that life doesn’t actually stop. Kids still need to get to school and we are still parents, working still happens, meals, laundry etc, etc.) Rarely are you able to look up and out during the last few days of a move. Boxes up the wazoo, every surface covered in either a box or the contents of what will/should be in a box. Between the packing/moving/cleaning and regular life jazz, things get inner-focused fast. A little selfishly but also necessary. What’s my point?
An old friend came over today into my messy world. She came and took some of my furniture to remake it into something incredible and beautiful. It’s kind of her superpower. She is a lovely, spicy, soul whom I have had the honor of knowing since she was 12. I don’t see her often, once a year maybe around town. I adore and respect her immensely. She’s 35 now, has beautiful kids, a hobby farm, and a heart of gold. Her presence reminded me how precious connection is. She won’t even think she did anything other than pick up a dresser and a bed frame. But her appearance in my tunnel vision was a gentle reminder to look up and out. It was like sunshine radiating on every part of my life and she was here for less than 15 minutes. Connection to me is such a powerful gift. It is also free. Which is rad.
I am SO thankful we don’t travel through this life alone. I am SO grateful for the soft reminders that we are not flying solo. Even in the hustle and bustle of closing one chapter in life and quite literally moving into the next, the beauty of life-giving connecting is present. Thank you Miss Cherami for your kindness, grace, and your beautiful, badass spirit that abides wherever you are. Thank you for being a light in my narrow-focussed life today. May we all be reminded of the beauty of connection even if it’s just a 15-minute furniture pick-up.
Oh, and thank you for not making big judgy eyes at me when I cussed profusely.
