Monday, April 21, 2014

Day 11. Year 4.

I've really been struggling with writing  lately. Besides an extremely hectic schedule the last few weeks, I feel like everything I think  to write about is just going to come off as whiny or complaining.  Right now with Vicki there aren't any extreme crisis situations in her health, and for that I am grateful, very grateful. We went back to her neurologist about a week ago, And she rocked that appointment. It's the best she's ever been throughout the exam. She followed each direction...and she was happy, so happy. As we were walking like a duck on our heels and quacking then tiptoeing quietly down the hallway like a mouse... it was hard for anyone walking down that hallway not to smile. :)

Vicki's delight in the simple things is the absolute best thing in the world to witness. She takes the time too smell the roses... and the lemons and the vanilla and the cinnamon. The little smile that plays and tugs at the corner of her mouth.... and the way her eyes sparkle and dance..."Vicki watching" is the most rewarding activity ever. I feel like I'm given the greatest gift in the world every time I take a  moment and just observe her.I get a glimpse at a pure feeling... one completely raw and natural. A moment of Vicki enjoying Vicki and delighting in the world around her, not for anyone or anything. There is something so cool about experiencing a moment... not performing for anyone or anything. Just enjoying the moment and taking that moment. Like last night... we are spending the week at the beach... and we took a quick walk along the beach when we got here. She took her sandals off,  picked up the edge of her skirt, threw her head back, and spun around. She giggled.. Her pony tails blew around in the wind. Her face was so open, tilted up to the sky.  Then she smiled and said " ice cream cold"... her  way of telling us she was cold and wanted her jacket. I love her phrases. Ice cream cold. Smile... you know you want to. :)  And maybe the next time you are cold...you will smile and think of Vicki... and enjoy the feeling, the moment. Roses smell so good. xoxo

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