Real....Monday....
getting up late and having to rush to pick up caitlin
i don't like to be rushed when i get up in the morning. i like to sit and savor my coffee, open the back door and breath in the smell of spring which was in abundance today! my heart is so giddy with excitement when spring arrives. i was sitting in the living room and i heard the birds today (my heart fluttered a bit) ...i think they were out rejoicing as well....basking in the sunshine and warmer temps, singing...Spring is here.....
the wind blown hair
the snooty nose and the dribble running down his chin.... his 2 little front teeth
this is life
it doesn't get any sweeter than this....
this is real today...
not the stack of bills sitting beside me on my desk
not a friend of mine who is dying
(it doesn't seem fair to be dying when everything else is spurting in growth.)
not having to be fifty million places at once
the love i felt from hugging a friend today
that was real....
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looking as this little guys face and wanting to feel
the joy and the good in life....(again)
searching for its meaning and knowing that it has one
this little guy doesn't have any worries....i want to feel like that
i want to run with the wind
and not look back
i want to start my life over, knowing everything i know now
that little snippets of life are scattered into moments
and they are gone all too quickly
and if you don't live in the moment
you're not living
and its a time space that you can never get back....
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I want to go back to thinking that people where good
and honest and had compassion
that there was kindness in the world....
i want to go back to the simple times
when i was growing up and everything was perfect
and when someone made a promise they kept it
i want to go back to a time when technology wasn't so advanced.
im guilty of staying on the computer too long and getting caught up in the drama
of facebook and panic sets in if i can't find my cell phone....
too many things to figure out today
and none of it is real
today....
XOXO
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