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It has been some time since I’ve last posted (again) and so much has been going on that I hardly know where to begin. Today, though, I had another thought that I wanted to try to get down here, if not for the few readers of the site, then to remind my children later in their own lives what they meant to me, each and every day.
See, today, like to many before and after I woke with the reminder of how beautiful my life is and how blessed I am by my loving, adoring daughters. It’s amazing to me that even on the days that I get up thinking, “oh, not another day,” that they wake up with all the excitement that comes with a new day. They hardly even remember yesterday, and even the biggest upsets and nastiest boo-boos are forgotten completely. They come to each day completely ready for whatever the world has to offer, open to absorb, learn, and truly enjoy every little piece. Even days that are something like yesterday and a little like tomorrow are important beyond comprehension and most importantly they are enjoyed for exactly that. They know that the best part of the day is what you do when you’re awake – and I am very glad to know that my children make the most of that every single day.
So yes, there will be more posting this weekend – hopefully a little catchup for some of the recent stuff – and even more after that, but for those of you that have forgotten that each day is new, this is my wake-up for call for you. Look into the eyes of a child – borrow a child if you don’t have one handy – and see the mystery and amazement that comes just from being awake.
Papa
June 25th, 2009 at 10:36 am
lovely thoughts Michael