Thursday, September 1, 2011

And I quote:

"Laying for an extra second, to take in the sound of the two youngest babies asleep on each side of me, I had to ask my body to rise out of that soft comfort and into my day.


The outside world was just shimmering awake. 


I saw bits and pieces of the previous day spread out across the yard.  A wagon.  A bike helmet and shoes.  Several scraps of wood that Adelaide nailed together.  End of the Day Papa may have been less than enthusiastic to see these remnants strewn about but Morning Papa found them pleasant and perfectly placed.


The house was so still...I was allowed to observe everything for a few moments before it started again. 


I saw the Sun almost ready to climb into view and I'll admit to wanting that moment to stretch and that peace of the soft light to go on a bit longer.  But this ball spins and that horizon came gently to light reminding the world to move once again.


I wonder at what today will hold for me, for us.


We are seven paths of life that are moving across this continuum of time.  Each on our own, all of us together.  Our paths cross and come together and diverge and intersect with others and continue across this blank sheet of opportunity that is our future.  That blank sheet bursts into life as each moment passes and then fades with our memories as it is left behind with the rest of history. 


We are only human and this is only one morning, sitting still."

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I read this blog post the other day and just went back to re-read it and maybe copy a few quotes but have decided that there are so many good nuggets in here that I may as well just link to the whole thing.



1 comment:

Amy P said...

Beautiful writing. Sounds like someone who fully embraces motherhood. I'll go check out her blog....