While the rest of the world sleeps in on this Saturday morning, my husband was up and out of the house at 4:20am to go lobstering. Coincidently, my son rose as well, crying for Momma. I figured that was going to be the early start to our day, but he only needed a gentle hug and a few rocks in the glider until he laid back down. In that time, my husband had driven off into the cold morning to spend the day hard at work on the ocean. I laid myself back in bed prepared for a few more hours of sleep, but sleep did not ensue.
I lay there, wide-eyed for forty-five minutes until I decided, while the world was asleep, I would enjoy the stillness. We have been so busy these past few weeks between moving, Bub's turning two, and the hustle and bustle of every day life, that I haven't really had a chance to just sit. I am fortunate that I have this blog to turn to on these sleepless Saturday mornings. I am able to share, or not share, anything I want. It gives me a place to virtually unwind and a place to organize my thoughts.
But as I write this, I don't feel the need to truly recap everything, or anything at all. My urge to write has suddenly dissipated as I see the sky turning pink as the sun rises and my coffee getting cold. Sometimes the action of sitting down to write is the cure for the urge to write. It isn't about writing at all but about the preparation. It's about going through the motions, not the end result. So this morning, I went through the motions and now I will sit here with the stillness of this beautiful Saturday morning, surely something I can not do if I am about to write. And I will enjoy this quiet moment as it doesn't come often.