The Musings of Sadie Swoon
Since lockdown ended, I’ve been a little sad. I miss the family being around all the time. I miss listening to the whirring of Ray’s brain as he took shelter inside my walls. I liked being a little daily sanctuary from the busyness of the family.
And… I really miss the cosy times when Charlotte tagged out from Mum duty for a little quietness and work, and we just communed in companionable silence, while she dreamed and created. I don’t like to put myself forward, but I do feel like the vibes we shared made a difference to her work. I think they’re still helping her now. (I hope you noticed the pun, we caravans like to slip one in here and there).
Dem were the days, as we like to say. The days when our special Oisín and Shíofra were home all the time (apart from when they all went out on bike rides and other family adventures). Those two… well, they’re never boring, that’s for sure! Like any brother and sister, they have their moments, but I think their bond is a little closer for the lockdown weeks we all spent together. Oh, I wished I could have joined in with some of the meals those two children cooked! The smells wafted up to me in my spot watching over my family, and I must admit I got a little jealous.
I definitely really, really enjoyed watching those children and their antics too. Creativity is sort of like oxygen in this house… or maybe it’s carbon dioxide, everyone breathes it out! That must make me a tree, because I breathe it in, and kind of feel like it’s just a tang I have now. It’s part of me. Shíofra is such a performer, you should see her acrobatics! And Oisín… he sees the world in his own unique way.
Every day in lockdown was so similar, but so different to how things used to be that it wove a new tapestry of family connectedness. Or maybe just laid it out and gave us time to inspect it, tidy up the frayed edges. That’s not to say that a few new frays didn’t appear, in tempers at least, but Charlotte had things under control pretty quickly. It was just a little bit beautiful to watch the pattern of the days play out, quiet time, busy time, quiet time, busy time… It’s a thing I’ve noticed about humans, they need routine, otherwise they just aren’t quite settled.
