"Don't make a big ordeal". I can hear her say in my mind, as I've heard her say so many times before. "Just slow down, relax, be still, stop quivering". Over and over she'd say these things to me. What my mother was really trying to say in her roundabout way was, stop, and smell the roses. She loved flowers.
As a little girl, I never could sit still, and that trait has stayed with me even into my mid-life. I am one that has to be doing something, if not physically, mentally. If my body is not moving my mind is rolling. I wonder how the kids are, what will I make for dinner, what's on tomorrow's agenda? It never ends! Sometimes I just want to unplug the brain, and turn off the motion switch. I just want to lay by the pool and listen to Classical Music for crying out loud! Honestly, some days I just want to run away, from me!
Ever feel that way?
