Have you ever felt
in such a hurry you forgot to stop and take a deep
breath? Have you ever told your children to hurry up
you have to be somewhere NOW? This is most American's
daily lives in a nutshell. I feel myself, more and more
every day, being this person. Hurry up, come on, don't
dawdle! These are things I say often. Way too often, I
hear my words coming out at my five year old who will
be watching a butterfly or picking a flower or just
smiling at her shadow on the ground. Now, looking back,
I realize, I don't ever notice my shadow. I can't
even see funny shapes in the clouds. I barely have time
lately to read to my five year old or listen to the
lyrics of some, too loud and annoying, song that my
sixteen year old wants me to hear because it is
"the best song in the world, mom!" As
I read Dennis' poem by an anonymous old lady about who
she was and what her life had been, I realized, I am
way to concerned with time and where I need to be. I
should be more concerned with the time I have and where
I am now; the shadows on the ground, the shapes in the
clouds and picking flowers. Take time to breath! Take
time to love for one day, you too, may be that old
lady(or gentleman) looking back on who you were! Will
you remember the butterflies in your life? Now I
will!!!!
