Sundays.

Church today. I'm looking forward to it. We missed last week. I needed a run and then we went up to Tahoe to spend time together enjoying the beauty of that big lake, soaking in the warm weather that isn't going to last much longer. Some friends of our friends had a boat so Ethan and dad got to ride behind on a tube, and mama got to wake board for the first time.
I've always wanted to try wake boarding but we don't have friends or family with a boat, so the opportunity hasn't ever been there. Then there's my 'thing' with snowboarding, which they say is similar- It's alright, but not my favorite. Plus, it kinda scares me when I feel out of control and the only way to gain back control is to fall hard- if I'm lucky on my ass but usually my head gets a bang or two as well. It just hurts. And it's icy cold.
Wake boarding was completely different. It was exhilarating and refreshing. And yes, it did hurt to fall, and at one point I thought I lost both my contacts after hitting the water with both eyes open-but afterward, sitting in the boat with my teeth chattering so hard I was afraid I was going to chip them, I felt more alive than I've felt in a long, long time. I'm not sure when I'll get to go again, but at least I can cross that off my bucket list.
But today I am looking forward to the usual routine, going to church, singing and swaying to the music, listening to the speech-it's not guaranteed, but usually if my heart is open I leave feeling more alive as well, minus the involuntary teeth chattering.