The Spider That Did Not Skip a Beat

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At the end of back-to-school week #3 I was exhausted and, frankly, a bit discouraged.

The tower of blocks was skewed and teetering: Three sons and a daughter on top of Laundry with a capital L on top of an empty refrigerator on top of a rat in my garden on top of dusting on top lesson plans on top of a sore throat and a stuffy nose.

So early Saturday morning, I made a cup of tea and called my friend Shirean who has three grown children, only one left in the nest. I was sure she would have an offering of remedy words.

You know the call…”I’m so tired… I can’t…!”

Shirean patiently nodded across the miles,” I have been there,” while gently prompting me to scoop myself out of wallowville.

All the while, sipping tea, breathing in a healthy dose of fall fresh air, I pondered a spider on her intricately woven web basking in ray of morning sunshine. Just as my telephone conversation was nearing the end, the tiniest breath of breeze destroyed the web. I still marvel at the spider’s response. Instantly she dropped on a long silky thread and began the climb to weft and warp anew.

What’s a spider to do?


– Kim

1 thought on “The Spider That Did Not Skip a Beat

  1. This is brilliant, simple yet oh so challenging all in the same breath. Nature often delivers just when we need her perspective. Thank you for passing along these wise words.

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