8.03.2011

just breathe


i heard an old song the other morning when i was walking and can't stop thinking about the lyrics. (i know that is sappy.) but lately, i have been thinking about how fast life and time is moving. i go through the days and then realize weeks have gone by and it was a blur and a flash. (didn't we just decide to move??) time and the things we spend our days doing are memories in an instant. it sounds so trite when i try to put words to it, but it is a concept that i seem to ponder more and more, the older everyone gets. (i'm sure the start of school has something to do with the nostalgia too.)

i find myself wishing i had one day back when wil and em were little. a day when they were home all day and they were on my schedule and i was their world. a day to do nothing but watch them play and listen to their stories. no matter how much chattering they had to do or how clean i thought my house had to be. just one day to absorb every second of what they were doing, saying, laughing about...how their hair smelled and how dirty their feet were. a day to treasure because i didn't realize how priceless it would be to me one day.

you hear that phrase, "youth is wasted on the young". i think the same thing applies to parenting in some ways. i had no idea how fast things would change and how little time they would really be little. i was still growing up myself. i wish i had just one day to really enjoy them as little people, knowing what i know now. knowing what just doesn't matter.

i had a conversation with a good friend of mine yesterday at lunch. we talked about how this is such a good place and time in our lives. we have all grown up and with that comes so much that i would never trade. so much clarity and appreciation for life. but if i could have one day, as i am now, with will and em as little ones. i would take it.

anyway, here are the words...sappy but true.

cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
and life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
no one can find the rewind button, girl.
so cradle your head in your hands
and breathe... just breathe


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