Imagine. It's nighttime in your house. The crickets are chirping. There is a full moon hanging in the sky. The temperature is about seventy degrees out and the mosquitoes have not amassed just yet. The children are asleep and all is well with the world. What are you going to do with that hour before you climb into bed? Will you turn on the television and numb your brain with whatever the networks have prepared for the masses? Or, will you open a window and a bottle of wine (or perhaps the tea box), breathe in the night air, enjoy a good book...maybe settle down with a loved one?
All too often we forget to slow down and enjoy the environment around us. We get so wrapped around the goings on of our day that we forget to end it properly. Home is not meant to be a place to carry in the stresses from outside. It is a place for rest, for relaxation. A place to find warmth, love and solitude. In the grand scheme of things, we will choose to look fondly back on those nights devoted to ourselves and our loved ones...not those devoted to the remote control.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
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