This little light of mine
The other night, mid way through making dinner, the lights flickered, flickered again, and then went out. My first thought was that dinner was ruined if the power didn’t come right back on, but luckily we were cooking gardenburgers and my husband was a quick thinker and just finished them off on the grill. An hour went by and the sky started to loose daylight and we still had no lights. We pulled out my stash of lanterns (I love them!) and settled in to read our books. Usually we would all be watching a tv show and my son was certainly getting restless not being able to do this. I invited him to come and lie down on the sofa with me and I ran my fingers through his hair. We were in no rush as our options for doing anything were limited and as He relaxed, he said he felt like a baby again and his mommy was taking care of him. Oh my heart. I realized how busy most of our days and evenings are and I was relishing this forced slow down. Another hour went by and soon after the lights came back on. We all gave a cheer and went our ways to do what we wanted. The next day I was thinking about how much we rely on electricity and all the amazing things we are able to because of it and felt super grateful for it. I was also feeling pretty thankful for those 2 and half hours we had without it and were able to just chill out.