I’ve been spending many hours thinking about how to remodel our upstairs shower, because I want that to be a hideaway.
I don’t want to hide away why that’s so important to me: When I was a child spending too much time alone in the hospital, the private bathroom with a tub, at the end of the long hallway, was really my only hideaway. The rest of the time, I was under the eyes of doctors and nurses, hooked up to a cardiac monitor that beeped out my unusual heartbeat, day and night.
Years ago in therapy, I gave myself the healing assignment of drawing a floor plan of that Children’s Hospital cardiac unit, and the room with the tub stood out as a precious and safe hideaway.
I’m also thinking of how Jerry Seinfeld described the shower as a hideaway:
Do you see any hideaways in my images for today?
It’s such an amazing coincidence that I’m writing about hideaways on National Hermit Day!
Here’s “Hideaway” by the incredible Jacob Collier:
I can’t hide away my gratitude for all who help me share these daily posts, including YOU.