They say that as you age your perception of time changes. As a child, summer seems an eternity away… I never really understood this. I blinked, and here it is the end of another month, with work, bike rides, and at least one hopeful day at a beach calling out to me as summer rapidly approaches. Life got fast. There’s a rush to get out the door to accomplish everything that is supposed to get done today. A rush to come home to finish up, make supper and do the daily chores. There seems to be never enough time these days. What happened to that eternal summer?
With all the things that drive our busy lives to go go go, when was the last time you slowed down to enjoy the simple things? Sunday breakfast has become one of my favorite moments. It seems to slow down time and allow everyone to gather, sit and pause before everything starts all over again. This breakfast was a spontaneous fix while a couple of friends helped Handsome repair a broken heater on the quick, one Sunday morning. I whipped up some simple Sunday morning waffles, eggs, kielbasa, and foraged for some leftover fresh banana bread as well. It was a regular old fashioned spread. The kind that reminded me of childhood. I figured, if I couldn’t help with all the heavy lifting, I could at least let everyone slow down for a moment and just enjoy one another’s company… We all paused over syrup choices and laughter for a moment, right before life sped up again.