We spent a lot of time today walking around in the cold. Contributing factors included inconvenient bus schedules, emergency potty situations, and errands that couldn’t wait another day. And while I dreaded getting us all bundled and loaded and ready to go this morning, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. That’s because we did things today that we don’t always do. Today, we did things for other people.
I know it seems a little strange. I’m always doing things for other people. I spend most of my life trying to feed and clothe and teach and love and comfort other people. But they are my people and they need me. They seriously need me. And I am often so consumed in taking care of their needs that we don’t get a chance to look beyond our own front door to see who else is out there that we can do something for.
We got to do that today. It wasn’t anything big, but it was important to me. It reminded me that even though it is entirely possible to get lost in serving your own family such that you barely have time to sit down all day, it is also entirely possible to connect with others. In doing so you’ll have the energy and the time and the sanity to go back and lose yourself in your family again.
I don’t know what Manchild made of our visits today. I know he was excited to see a new baby, and to play with someone else’s toys for a few minutes. I know he wondered where else we were going and who else we were visiting. But I also know that he will remember a lot more than I could possibly expect him to, and that random bits of conversation from today will keep surfacing in his mind over the next few weeks or months. I hope that through all those random bits he’s able to pick up on the fact that there are other people in this world, and that we can do things for them. And it will make them happy. And it will make us happy. Even if they are just little things.
I hope I can remember that, too.