Everyday I need to have a me time, or as I call it mommy time. It can be as short as 5 minutes. I still get interrupted, but as my son grows older it’s getting better and better.

Yesterday, I sat in our backyard, and looked at trees, flowers. I listened to birds chirping and the water fountain’s sound.

My Sanctuary!

After sometime I sat on the trees branch, it felt wonderfully good. It’s funny how much I love them. It’s not that I take care of the trees, I truly believe they do a better job taking care of me. They bring me to the present, they know how to make me stop thinking and just be with them.

I have no idea when this relationship started, maybe being in my parents orchards for long hours. Listening and seeing my parents, specially my dad telling me to be careful with the trees. At young age I wasn’t a big fan of work in orchard. I think fruit picking was the fun part of it. All the family would gather to harvest. We had specific cloth dedicated to orchard called “lebas-e-bagh”. In summer all the people in my hometown would stay in their orchards because it was cooler and this was the routine there for generations. We would meet up with our friends and families in their orchard’s as well. It was truly fun.

I am thinking how fast it all went by, and how I cherish all these memories in my sanctuary now. šŸ™‚

About sarajourney

I am on a journey. I was born in UK raised in Iran and now live at States. Being active is part of being Sara. I love to take long walks and meditate. I love watching movies and documentary's. I love to be happy and enjoy every moment of my life. My goal is to love every species freely with no judgement.
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