“If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is…”
~Colossians 3:1~

Most of the things I process have to do with motherhood or marriage. I’ve thrown the number out before, that between the two things, it is something I think about approximately 80% of the time. In the past spring’s careers class, we had to assign a percentage amount to four or five things to show how each of us spent our time. The categories were work, home and family, community service, school, and leisure.

I put 60% on home and family, but I think it is probably more like 70. The teacher’s highest percentage was work. The other girls were evenly split between work and school. I was the only woman in the class (of three) who was married with kids. It became apparent to me as the class progressed that marriage and family was my work and had been work for a long time. I felt proud to see it that way and to talk about it.

All that to say, I read some social media posts again. I see these women with things to say that I don’t always like how they are saying it, not because it’s totally wrong, but because it feels incomplete. I’m that person who can’t just take a post at face value and instead has to add to it make it about something else. There are the “Well, actually…” people and there are the “Okay, but…” people and that is who I am. It can be a pain.

The strangest thing just happened. I was sitting here typing when there was a knock at the door. It was Miles. There was a rainbow, he said, a double one. I’d already noticed the sky from the couch and gotten up to take a picture, but I didn’t think to look for a rainbow because the rain had already ended. I didn’t even grab my phone, I followed him out onto the hill and we stared. The rainbow made him happy and I smiled too.

The sunset looked like fire, he said. Between the two scenes was a shade of blue we tried to name. “Cobalt” came to mind but I didn’t know if that was right. I kept wondering how long he would stay, a little surprised we were even out here. He’d started driving home but turned around. We watched until it was over. Next we walked to the strawberries, done for the year but very green. I gave him mint to take home.