When you’re running at top speed and you pass a landscape of beautiful flowers,
….Don’t forget to stop and smell them…
…Even if you only have five minutes.
The week was busy as usual—working on printing bids, graphic design projects for newsletters and school calendars, handling phone calls and checking off my lists of things to do. Then to close up the week, I take the kids to Friday night summer kick-off picnic for all the families at my kids’ school, and of course, being a parent of a four year old and a nearly two year old, rarely does anything happen in a picturesque sort of way.
I’m thinking a family picnic, how awesome! The kids will run around and get their energy out, we’ll eat a really yummy dinner of grilled hot dogs and potato salad, then we’ll go home, hit the bathtub and the kids will crawl into bed and sack out.
Great in theory, but not always the case in practice.
Instead, the evening goes a little something like this. We get to the park. We play. We play some more and then it’s time to eat—but—well, the kids don’t want to. My two-year-old does what most two-year-olds do—discovers her personal power of kicking and screaming. Then my four year old who realizes my arms are full, decides to enjoy the freedom of running very fast toward the playground instead of eating his dinner at the picnic table.
This was my real Friday night story—a moment where sometimes you want to scream but instead, you just have to laugh. And it’s a good one.
I close my eyes and take a giant whiff of the outdoor air, full of greasy hot dogs and homemade cookies, and I love exactly where I am. I love living right now and appreciating every moment as just another twist on life’s crazy roller coaster. Because I’ve realized how life was never designed to be flawless, and if we’re always too busy to make it to the next place without thinking and cherishing what we have, I’m afraid we might just miss that we’re actually living our dreams and loving them.