My Instead: I made myself comfortable
out on my roof while talking to a friend on the phone.
God knows I’ll never climb onto the
roof out my bedroom window to elope, right? Those that know me realize that the
reason I’m out on any roof is usually to clean out someone’s gutters. Not quite
as romantic. Nonetheless, I planned that one of my “insteads” was to spend an
evening on the roof above my all-seasons room, just to sit a spell…no eloping
and definitely no gutter cleaning.
The shank of the evening was fading
and bedtime was growing closer. Usually, it was time to settle in between the
sheets and relax with a book or some Jimmy Fallon. Tonight, however, would be
my pseudo campout on the roof…at least for an hour or so.
I got my bed all made up out on the
roof outside my window. Another July evening was cooperating with mighty fine
weather. Already involved in a phone conversation with my friend Annette, I climbed
out the window and settled into my “nest”. We continued our chat with the sound
of crickets in the background, talking about the stuff that new friends talk
about and much more. We found that this simple change in geography redirected
the course of our communication, transforming the subject matter and lifting
the mood even more.
It made me wonder how many heated discussions
could be tamed by simply stepping outside…how many wavering relationships could
begin healing with a simple tweak of habit…how many families could start growing
together by just doing something else instead…
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