Ahh, my cozy papasan. It's been awhile since I've actually sat in this favorite chair of mine, simply to relax. That changed today. After running to the airport with my sister, to see our mother off to Miami Beach, Florida (in the middle of Spring Break at that. . . I laugh a little inside), I came back home to find the hubby and child away. Off to Gran's they went. It's always a little weird, at first, to not hear tiny feet trampling about the place, or to hear her voice, her tantrums, her shrieks of delight. Everything is okay. They're okay. Once my mind realizes this, I open up all the windows, allowing the "western breeze" to flow freely into every room of our home. I love the wind. For a moment, I close my eyes and allow the currents of air to sweep through my very cluttered mind, pushing its way through until every obstruction is cleared away. To be honest, I don't think I ever realized how important quiet time for myself was until today. Is it selfish to want just a few hours of peace and quiet? Just a little time to reorganize the thoughts in my head and maybe get a little time in to, oh I don't know, read or something? I now see just how meditation, prayer, a little solace can play a such a vital role in one's life. It was made evident to me that I definitely need it, and more often. How do you relax?