From the moment I open my eyes in the morning, seeing the evidence of the existence of the people I love comforts me. It’s like being hugged from the inside out. Some days there are special surprises. Yesterday one of my womb fruits presented me with a copy of Jane Austen’s Persuasion 🙂 “It’s for your birthday, but I couldn’t wait to give it to you”. Wow! I’m blown away. By all of it… pretty much. I love all things Jane Austen and yet I’ve never owned my own copy of any of her novels. After apologising because it’s a penguin classic edition and me saying that actually Penguin is one of the oldest and most illustrious publishing houses, so please don’t apologise because I love Penguin classics. That reminds me of the story of Penguin classics and how they came to be. Do you know that story? It’s the one about Allen Lane, one of the founders of Penguin, being at the train station and being dismayed by the selection of books available. This was said to be the impetus of the creation of of Penguin classics, great literature for a “democratic’ price 😉 I love that story and since I first heard it I have had a special place in my heart for them. Anyway I digress, not unlike me at all. There is a good piece in the Guardian about it and if I can manage to link it I will. Please bare with me as I’m learning 🙂 I think I did it!!
Anyway back to the awesome gift, obviously I was really happy and felt so special. My kids are nice people and I not only love them, I like them all very much. I like being with them, hearing what they have to say. They all have a great sense of humor. It was a very thoughtful gift and I love it.
So this morning it was one of the first things I saw. Then I was in the kitchen making my cheats cappuccino (our coffee machine needs a service but I’ve been putting it off due to Christmas) and I’m looking over and I notice something , should that be some things perched on top of the massive Himalayan salt lamp my mama got me. I’m sipping my coffee and when I realise what I’m looking at I smile. It’s SpongeBob & Co! Well figurines of them anyway, and they have been stuck to the lamp using what I can only guess is blu-Tack. I smile wider as I’m trying to guess who would have set up that little scene.
While I’m still standing there sipping and smiling, I keep looking around. I don’t see clutter. I see evidence. Lots of evidence. Proof of my children’s existence. The lego that has been lovingly made into meaningful objets and artfully arranged into poses and scenes. Books, toys, drawings stuck up on the wall. The giant Mario. I can’t express how happy these things make me feel.
Later on during the day, I walk in to my bedroom, where I find one of the kids big T-Rex toys. It has on its head a top hat, and clutched in left claw is a very fancy little cane. The dinos accessories belong to some Roblox figurines. One of my small people loves Roblox and has since he was 18 months old. It reminds me of Fred Astaire that dinosaur. I don’t need to even think which small human set that up, because believe it or not it’s not the first time I’ve seen a toy T-rex with a top hat and a cane 😉
I don’t see clutter. I see evidence. Evidence of the existence of the people I love. I hope I get to see it for a long, long time. xo