DAY NINETEEN - 19 November 2012
I am so grateful for what my children help me to see. Through their eyes I get to experience so much I had forgotten about, ideas and thoughts that wasted away along with my childhood and early adulthood.
Do YOU remember how much fun it is to run around and play tag for hours, with kids you may not even know, screaming across the playground and school yard with reckless abandon?
Do YOU remember how nervous, exciting, exhilarating, nauseating, embarrassing, amazing it is/you are when you perform in front of your classmates and family?
Do YOU remember how awesome you feel when you have figured out that all of those letters make sounds, those sounds make words, those words make thoughts and now you- yes, you!- are among the inner circle who understand what goes on inside of books?
Do YOU remember how warm and comforting it is to sit down with your dog, scratch his belly and rub his ears, receive licks and give hugs, all without care for your clothes or your hair or anything else in the world?
Do YOU remember what it felt like to throw a ball with all your might, watch it fly through the air and bounce off the wall, the couch, the floor, your brother, whatever...then chase it and do it all over again?
Do YOU remember how exciting it was to pack your suitcase full of fun and books and toys and ideas, all to be used with complete joy at your destination?
Do you?
I can't imagine being my age now and not being asked to remember those feelings, those moments of utter peace and joy that children embrace every day. It's a lot to ask as adults that we spend our time being as carefree and wonderstruck as children, but it would be a shame to not at least try for a few moments of that, if only in what we see through the eyes of those far wiser than we.
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