This week's word: Relevant
It's in the weekend when the most intelligent reply you've made is "Hola, Dora!"
...and when you fall into bed; your husband weary from work and you weary from child rearing can't manage to string together that long of a sentence.
It's in all the places in the world you wish to travel, cultures to discover.
It's in trying desperately to keep your finger on the vein, hear the beat of this generation, feeling removed from the ability to join in, rooted by your duties to family at home.
It's in the most expensive piece of jewelry you own being a frootloop necklace, which may be missing a few after you watched your dog walk away with it earlier that day.
it's in the moment when your child grieves heavy, and no one can make out a word, but you, her mother hear the language of her heart and calm fears with a touch.
...and maybe, you are being taught in this season to listen to hearts, and not speak intelligent words.
it's in the moments where you travel to Egypt on your couch-arm camel, or spaceship made from an overturned chair.
it's in the simple explanations to your oldest of what the protests are all about, the fundamental values being set on his heart. You then know you've not only got your finger on the vein of this generation, your blood runs through it.
it's in those chubby toddler hands that strung those beads, those beautiful children who are your pearls, your crown.