As I watch our first outdoor fire as a family, controlled of course, I realize that I’ve never treated the girls to one, with the exception of in the fireplace. We’ve been to many occasions where a fire was lit but never one of our own, just for us to enjoy. The fire is just embers now as I sit and write this and I’m am nearly overcome with sadness.
We ate dinner by firelight, tiki-torches and bonfire, and talked a little about what lies ahead of us. We spoke of quieting the mind and learning to embrace the world around us. We looked at stars and airplanes and cloud formations. We took time away from social engagements and our phones, sat as a family and enjoyed the cool evening breeze, the fire and each other. This is a rare thing for us.
Usually, on the last night of the weekend, we hurry to prep for the week and then try to do something together, most times something on Netflix. Tonight was different and it made me happy to enjoy some quiet time in the presence of those who mean the most to me.
I loved this and I love that we are making plans to do things like this more often. Adventure on!