Warm evening showers
This #thankyouthursday, I am grateful for warm evening showers.
That phrase makes me think of a weather report, a deluge of steamy rain late at night in the summer. And that kind of warm evening shower definitely sounds like a scene to be grateful for.
But I’m talking about the kind of warm evening shower you take near the end of a long, stressful day, when you’ve been blindsided by a migraine but you’re solo parenting so there is no option for actual solitude, and so instead of attempting the standard evening routine of making tomorrow’s lunch and getting your kid into the bathtub you just climb into bed together at 7 p.m. and hand over your phone with a stacked playlist of Sesame Street videos, and you let yourself doze until the most immediate symptoms of the throbbing headache have subsided, and then you realize it’s practically bedtime anyway and your kid is fully absorbed in Elmo’s latest serenade, and so you pat his little shoulder and tell him you’ll be right back and you go into the bathroom and
take a warm shower. You let the soothing water rinse away the day and the stress and the worry and you allow the heat to calm your breath and your bones and, in the sanctuary of a warm evening shower, you can so easily understand that you’re doing your best and tomorrow is another day.
Ah, yes, that’s what I’m talking about.
Warm evening showers = yes please + thank you very much.
Love > fear,
Christina