Every once in a great while I have these moments where I forget that life goes on around me. I tend to get so swept up in my own little world inside my own little house that I lose all contact with the outside. One of these moments happened a while back when I left the house around 8:30 pm on a weeknight. It was dark, and I was driving down one of the busier roads in the area. Traffic was a bit heavy, and I found myself wondering why there were so many people out after dark. I remember thinking, "Don't they all need to get ready for bed?" (I should add the only reason I was out was because I was getting medicine for a sick child). As a stay at home mom, it's funny how often I lose my sense of reality.
I had another one of those mommy moments tonight. Driving back from an errand, I rolled down the window to enjoy the smell of fresh summer air. I was so happy in that moment: the radio was loud, my arm was rested on the open window. It just felt like I was a teenager again. That ended when I pulled up to a red light and a few teenagers started laughing at me. I realized I was in a mini van, blaring David Archuleta through my open windows. Busted.
Back to reality.