Be Here

Don’t rush.  Don’t move on.  Don't think about needing to wipe his sticky fingers.  Don't look away.  Don't worry about pulling weeds, or watering wilting flowers.  Don’t get up.  Don't anticipate bedtime.  Don't start cleaning up the explosion of balls and trucks and buckets.  Don't hurry the day.  Don’t forget.
Just be here, right now, and let this, this pleasure of being a parent, sink into my soul the way the apple juice popsicle drips right down his tummy.
Right here, I remind myself, standing perfectly still, neither looking backward or forward, but still with the simple belief that we will not always remember the last five minutes, that we will get through the next five minutes, and that right now is it.


The Wendels said...

One of the hardest things to do as a parent.

Poppy John said...

Much like Tuck's apple juice, parental moments can be "frozen" in time and leisurely enjoyed.


P.S. I've got to pick up Grandma Sandy at the airport. Do you think that she would find it humorous if I dressed like a terrorist? Just curious.

Nichole said...

I couldn't have said it better myself... really, there's not a chance that I could have come close to saying better.

Christy said...

Exactly! And I agree with Nichole, there's no way I could have said it better either. You have such a beautiful way with words. Have a wonderful Independence Day weekend!

Anonymous said...

So, so true, yet so hard to put in practice. Thanks for the reminder!

Debi said...

The most rewarding and yet hardest thing when youre raising young children. Take time to savor each day.
Love and hugs and prayers,