Yesterday was the perfect day for just being.
I sat in my favorite yellow rocking chair while the sun was beating down on the front porch. I listened intently as the birds chirped and the dogs barked, and even the occasional put-put-puttering of a few early fishermen out for their maiden voyage. I peeled away my sweater to enjoy the warmth of a surprise of Massachusetts March afternoon while I rocked and rocked away. It was a perfect day for just being.
I sipped a glass of iced coffee made just right. Brought out my journal and my favorite colored pencils and pens and wrote and colored and doodled away the time. I found the perfect card to cheer up a friend and took my time writing my most sincere words to tell her I care. And I rocked some more in my favorite yellow chair. Yes, it was a perfect day for being.
I read a few pages in my book, jotting notes and quotes that I don’t want to forget. I chuckled as a few photos of my grandkids came through on my phone. I hummed a tune as I eyed my first blooms just poking out of the leaves nearby all as I rocked the afternoon away in my favorite yellow chair. Indeed it was the perfect day for just being.
Throughout the month of March I will be participating in the Slice of Life Story Challenge with the community of writers over at Two Writing Teachers. Each day I will post a draft of a story detailing a small snippet from my life. This will be my sixth year participating, and each year I marvel at all the small moments I would have missed in my life if not for this challenge. I am grateful to Stacey Shubitz, Betsy Hubbard, Beth Moore, Kathleen Neagle Sokolowski, Melanie Meehan, and Amy Ellerman for hosting this wonderful event!