Yesterday we had plans to go to a friend’s house in the evening for Independence Day festivities.

Unfortunately, late afternoon I got a headache and had to take a nap.

(HAD to take a nap? Moms everywhere are chuckling. Or chucking their iPads across the room in tantrum form.)

When I woke up, it was 6:30pm.


So much for the beautiful 7-layer dip I was supposed to make.

And the rum punch.

And showering.

Then it occurred to me. I don’t have to go. I certainly want to. I love my friends. But I just don’t feel up to it today. And that’s okay.

Let me tell you a secret. I was way too hard on myself for many, many years. For a long time, I felt like I had to Pinterest life to death. And what’s worse, is that I felt like I was letting my kids down if we didn’t attend everything, bring prize-winning appetizers, take a billion happy photos, and decorate everything that would stand still long enough. I felt like a failure if I didn’t do giant things for my kids.

Well I’m sorry, but screw that.

What I’ve learned is all my kids want…is ME.

So these days I am kinder to myself when I just don’t feel up to a social outing.

It was nice to have the option to go, but decide that it was just more appealing to stay.

So we did.

I felt a tiny bit bad not taking the kids to a fireworks show, but they were okay with it.

So I whipped up a batch of butter burgers, got out the sparklers and the pop-its, and fired up the chiminea in our backyard.

Zoë, (my 12 year old who is really about 35), turned on some classic rock.

And the three of us just sat around the fire together, by ourselves.

Well, us and a thousand fireflies.

It was so peaceful.

And we just sat together chatting as darkness began to fall.

Now, I may have failed to mention that this is the first year we have been home at the moment of darkness on Independence Day. Typically we would be at my parent’s house.

So last night when darkness fell, suddenly we were surrounded by fireworks. And by surrounded I mean that the neighbors to the north, south, east AND west were dueling fireworks. And not piddly little cheap fireworks. Big ole papa bear-esque fireworks.

Zion immediately started jumping up and down, squealing, “Mama, I see the fireworks!”

Zoë and I were so caught off guard, we just sat there with our mouths gaping open.

Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd started playing on the radio. There were fireflies everywhere. Zoë and I were laughing, and Zion was jumping up and down, while fireworks were crashing and booming and exploding all around us.

And right then was one of those accidental moments…unplanned and wonderfully surprising…where time just stands still.

These are the moments I live for.

Unexpected moments of happiness when we are surprised and just blissfully happy.

Nostalgic and memorable and almost surreal.

Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say.
And if you do this
It will help you some sunny day.
Take your time… Don’t live too fast,
Troubles will come and they will pass.
Go find a woman and you’ll find love,
And don’t forget son,
There is someone up above

And be a simple kind of man.
Be something you love and understand.
Baby, be a simple kind of man.
Oh won’t you do this for me son,
If you can?

Forget your lust for the rich man’s gold
All that you need is in your soul,
And you can do this if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

Boy, don’t you worry.
You’ll find yourself.
Follow your heart,
And nothing else.
You can do this,
If you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

And as that song played, I looked over to my right, and Zion was jumping and giggling at all the fireworks. Just a few years ago, he would have been in the house, covering his ears and crying.

I looked over to my left, and Zoë was whittling a stick into a marshmallow roaster.

And I realized, I am so happy. I have so much love in my life. I have done a great job of raising two amazing kids. And everything I need is right here.

Pin this evening under: things you won’t see on Pinterest.







  One thought on “Simple

  1. July 5, 2015 at 8:37 pm

    Sounds like an amazing evening. I think you made the right choice by staying home.

    • July 5, 2015 at 8:57 pm

      NickyB, I am just now discovering that you are a blogger as well. I’ve been catching up on it this afternoon. Your kids are beautiful!

      • July 5, 2015 at 9:00 pm

        Thank you! 😊

  2. Linda pope
    July 6, 2015 at 8:40 pm

    Written beautifully, as usual. I read of so much improvement in your little man, it makes my heart sing for you.

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