Cold coffee and a few minutes to myself

I sit at my kitchen table with my Skyline Chili coffee mug half-filled with cold coffee, cream, and sweetener. It's not every day that I have the opportunity and/or time to just sit and type out my thoughts without it having something to do with a child's plan of care or a letter to a judge of some sort. Most days I run from one thing to another and attempt graceful transitions from sleeper to mom to wife to mom to social worker to mom to wife to . . . well, it's not always as graceful as I'd like.

Needless to say, I am glad to just exist here and now on what has been referred to as my "Sacred Day." T.G.I.W. My supervisor, a mom herself, has advocated for me (and my co-worker/mom of a preschooler) to have one day each week without meetings to attend, errands to run, or office time to clock. It is time where I can be just me and be just mom. I can do my laundry, share coffee with a good friend, clean my house, take a nap, work on some little project, or just play with my daughter whenever I want--or whenever she wants!

Sometimes it's hard when we close the shades these nights because I know Thursday morning is on it's way, and we'll be back to the same attempts of maintaining sanity midst changing roles (which I do realize is not uncommon to most moms these days). With this being said, do I regret not being a stay-at-home mom? Maybe if I didn't work in a place with such an incredible purpose and mission as Cookson. As long as I stay focused on this, I know that if/when McKenna ever asks me why I did what I did, I'll be able to tell her that my work was not only for the benefit of the people that I serve, but for the God that I serve. And probably if it wasn't for Dessa--my daycare provider who herself seems to live in a state of service to her family and community--making the sacrifices that I've had to make would be even more difficult.

So, thank you God for people like Dessa . . . for opening the doors for us to serve here at Cookson . . . and for this mid-week Sabbath that I affectionately refer to as "Wednesday."