Life LinesOctober 23, 2012 at 1:14 am | Posted in Family, Me | 14 Comments
Tags: Appreciation, Balance, Blessings, Challenges, Death, Family, Life, Ordinary, Perspectives, Relationships
And I’m sitting here on my couch. Our old terrier is dreaming of squirrels and lunch meat beside me. I can hear my boys thundering through the backyard. The late afternoon sun beats down on the Yaupon holly, its red berries an anomaly of our hot, sticky autumn.
I have work to do. I’m tired. I have a kindergartner to pick up in 11 minutes.
I don’t care. Because all I can do is sit here, now, and soak up the sensations of my small life. My small, exhausting, hectic, happy, finite life.
Wouldn’t they have given anything for one more moment?
One more moment to smooth sweaty hair from a rosy-cheeked child. To wash and fold the silky threads of a beloved woobie. To stare into the pantry and magic something together from the cans and boxes inside. To run the vacuum, to run to the grocery store, to run out of patience. To laugh and love and live.
Why do I get the privilege of this moment? Of more moments? I feel certain I haven’t earned it. I’m always wishing for more energy and less noise, more manners and less mess, more time and less chaos. More. Less. Different.
I never think, This moment is enough.
This noise is enough.
This mess is enough.
This chaos is enough.
This life is enough.
But today, the errands, the lists, the laundry — the ordinary — feel like a blessing. And I realize that I have the responsibility of savoring every moment in this life.
This small, exhausting, hectic, happy, finite life. No more, no less, no different.
What adjectives would you use to describe your life? How do you remember to appreciate it? How would you live differently if you knew when it would end?