Getting away. Even if for a moment.

It's not uncommon for me to tell/ask Michael if I can go to a movie after the kids are in bed. It's one of my only ways to get away quickly and relatively cheaply. I didn't have a particularly hard day today, but I hadn't been away from all of the kids in a while (or at least it felt that way) and I just needed a break. I went to see a documentary about Joan Rivers which was actually quite good. Interesting, funny, and sad all wrapped up in one.

When I go to the movies, right before the movie starts, but after the previews, I close my eyes and take a big breath. The theater could be packed or empty but in that one small moment, I'm alone and calm. The noise has left my head. And I'm without a care in the world. It doesn't last long, but it's one of my most favorite times.