in the pew
For the first time in six months I sat with my family on our pew at church.
ON OUR PEW!
I lasted about 35 minutes before I needed to go stand in my post at the rear of the chapel. It felt like a foreign experience to be able to hear my children’s voices while we sang the hymns and prayed together. I want to shout for joy to the heavens that I was granted this special gift.
If the pews weren’t angled so acutely, I think I could sit there longer, but the way they are positioned makes my hip joint come together at closer than 90 degrees and that is dang near impossible still. Maybe someday I can sit like a normal person again?
I'm Tracy, a mama with big dreams, crazy ideas, loads of laughter, an insatiable desire to learn, and enormous piles of laundry.
