I remember how I felt when my parents didn’t want to come to the Memorial Day parade anymore. I felt a little bad for them. It was the same when they didn’t want to go out on the 4th of July for fireworks anymore.
And, now I understand ❤️
With our local parade, I have walked with kiddo sports groups. I have pulled a float with our truck. I have thrown candy from a vehicle for my business. I have had a booth giving away balloons and things for my business. I have sat on the side and cheered on the parade. And when I was a kid I chased the candy thrown from the parade.
Today, I wanted to rest. This morning I woke up too early and was actually able to fall back asleep (that rarely happens). My body felt like I had ran a marathon from my increased physical activity while still healing. And even after my extra sleep, I still felt fatigued.
*Funny story, I reread how I am supposed to be resting and the internet says I can return to work now 🤣 Um, yeah, I went to my first meeting four days after surgery. So I took an extended weekend, not two weeks off work.
So I stayed home. This was better. Our flag was out. Our respect and thankfulness to our fallen soldiers is ever present. A cookout with throngs of people sounded horrible, so I tried making a quesadilla in my air fryer for the first time. I need to cut about a minute or two off the time. Other than that it went well. I took a nap. I worked on videos. And I took a stroll around the yard.
Tonight I am thankful for a restful Memorial Day. This was better than the busier Memorial Days of the past. I hope you all had a good day, a respectful Memorial Day, and an amount of rest with the long weekend.
Momma's Silver Lining 