Finding Slow Amid Fast

It’s 10:30 p.m. as I write this, a good hour after I had intended to be asleep. The boys were both up at 5:30 this morning and, after busy days both yesterday and today plus too many too-late nights, I’m desperately tired. But Connor is asleep next to me and I don’t want to move him just yet.

When I left work tonight the sky was almost dark – the sort of fading light that comes right before the sun disappears entirely until morning. By the time I wound my way around the roads and through traffic and reached home it was dark dark. Inky blackness all around, with only the lights from cars and street lamps showing the way.

snowy field

This is the way it is now. The sun is just finishing waking up as I leave in the mornings, its rays stretching, reaching out to tinge the clouds with golden pink. My boys are finishing their morning rituals as I exit the house – eating the last few bites of breakfast, choosing clothes for the day, brushing teeth.

When I pull my car into the driveway at night the sun is gone. By the time I get home the boys are finishing dinner and are ready to start heading to bed. We reverse the morning’s routine—getting undressed, putting pyjamas on, brushing teeth—and then the day is done. The night has come. It’s somehow even darker than before, and quiet.

I walked the dog tonight – late enough and dark enough that it felt as though I shouldn’t have to go out again. And it was cold, the kind that bites at your cheeks and leaves them red. It was snowing, and the flakes looked like silver glitter falling from the sky, slowly falling and twirling. But when I caught them with my camera they appeared to whizz, like shooting stars, determined and fast. It felt like an apt metaphor for my days: I’m slowly moving, dancing, twirling, but when I stop to look I realize how fast the days go by.

snow flying in the dark

With the dog walked and one more thing checked off my list, I came back inside and got ready for tomorrow—tidying and making lunch and checking to-do lists—before sitting on my bed with a cup of hot chocolate and my laptop. It’s quiet here, just the way I like it after a day at work, and my LED-light candles glow in the corner.

I suspect that’s what attracted Connor, and why he is now asleep next to me.

LED candles in the darkness

He made a request earlier for a pyjama party with mama and the glowing candles, but Ethan wiggled at bedtime and needed extra cuddles and Connor was in bed by the time I was done. Tomorrow night, I promised him. We’ll have a pyjama party and turn on the candles tomorrow.

The promise wasn’t good enough, apparently. I heard his door open and his small feet coming down the hall. He looked in slyly, expecting me to scoot him back to bed; I didn’t, and when he crawled up on the bed and put his head in my lap I knew he would go back to sleep.

So here I sit. I’ve shuffled him off my lap to get him under the covers and so I can tuck my own feet in, too. He’s nestled against me and if I listen hard I can hear his quiet breathing, but mostly he is silent. It’s a moment of slow in a life filled with fast. It’s unusual, and I relish it.


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  1. I’m glad you found a moment of slow in your busy schedule. Those short days and long nights of winter make it almost seem even busier, right?

  2. The complete darkness so early in the evening is so jarring to me. I don’t like it. It makes everything seem so much faster moving, doesn’t it? As if time didn’t move fast enough, several hours at the end of the day are now… gone. Sigh.

  3. Beautiful post, Robin.

  4. I love that you’re capturing the moments, Robin.

  5. I love having my daughter snuggle with me in bed. Wonderful moment to write about!

  6. You capture the ordinary every day moments so poetically, Robin. Loved this post. I always love reading your words.

  7. I love the little moments like you describe, Robin. And your snowflake photo does remind me of the days. They do go by in a blur. What a beautiful moment to remember.

  8. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

  9. I love how you wrote this, I feel like i’m there in the darkness with the snowflakes. Very lovely.

  10. Absolutely beautiful Robin. I have really been struggling with the early darkness too. It makes me feel like there is so little time in my day for the rest of life. Sigh. I love that you are savoring these special moments.

  11. Getting off of work when it is pitch dark saddens me in the winter. I already feel as if I don’t spend enough time with the kids due to working but when 7:00pm feels like midnight I feel it more keenly. I love that you were able to remind me to treasure the quiet moments I share with the kids.

  12. I have so such a hard time waking up when it is still dark, but sometimes, its nice. Nice because it is still quiet and I can have a few moments to myself.
    Lovely post.

  13. Beautiful pictures and post. When I used to commute to work it was always dark when I left and dark when I came back. Makes for a very long day.

  14. I love this. Thank you for sharing your slow moment. It’s a good reminder for me. :)