HOMEBODY

I am not typically what I would call a homebody. I can only stand about one day a week at home all day. I love that one day, but then I feel like I have to get out and see people and do something. The older I get though, I am enjoying those days at home more and more.
Since Mom's death I have found it even more needed. Sometimes I need to just grieve or cry, other times I just need the whole day to engage my brain with what needs to be done around the house. I find being there without interuption helps me process whatever is going on in my life. Today I spent the day at home in my pajamas. I happened to read Terra's blog and had to laugh. Even after your kids are older and at school all day, there are days when it is just good to stay home in your PJ's. My kids will be home in an hour and the real busyness of the day will start. I will get dressed and they will never be the wiser. Not that they would care. They love a good pajama day themselves.
Maybe it is because our craziest part of the day starts at 4 and goes till 10, that I feel a need for a day at home in the quiet. Just me and my Lord and being able to listen to His still small voice. Try it if you can. You might like it.