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I still can't believe that life can surprise me, which is absolutely silly since I have two kids, 3 and 5 years old; each day is full of surprises. Earlier today, my three-year-old son peed on me, and it completely surprised me. This is because it is the very first time he has ever done so. I waited for it to happen when he was an infant; nope. I expected it when he was potty training; nope. But today, while I was hosing him off in the shower, it happened, just a little bit on my arm. No harm done-he's peed on almost everything else in the house-but I was totally surprised. It brought me back to a time before I was a mother, before I was married, when a little boy did pee on me, or so I thought, at a wedding blessing no less. Good thing it was a hot day and I only had to walk back to my tent to change after. Having not been a mother at the time, I'm surprised now that I was so calm, so almost at peace, but it was the culmination of a small little journey of rediscovery, and I believe this was the perfect ending to that experience. This poem, a wedding blessing, is subtitled sundance reflection #19. It is part of the Smudge Patterns collection, as are a number of sundance reflections born from the same two week period.