I know I complained A LOT about the cold this Winter (negative 20, people, and 40’s lasting in to May, how could I not?) But as long as this ‘season’ felt to me, as positive as I was that it might not ever end, I’m becoming more and more aware of the passing of the seasons as they relate to my small people, to my family and to the every day.
It’s a cliche, I know, but I remember once when Delaney and Cooper were very little and someone told me, ‘the days are long, but the years are short’. You’ve heard the quote, I’m sure, but right now, I’m living it. I sometimes wake up, exhausted for the eternal day before, positive I might not make it to the day’s end, and back to the ecstasy of my bed once again. And yet I do. Every time.
Tucked within each of these days – the eternal ones and the ones that seem to fly by….are the moments.
The moment he refused to let anyone but me help me get ready for his First Communion. He wanted help with every little detail. His socks, his hair, his pants, the buttons on his shirt, and yes his tie.
The moment he received his First Communion. He was so aware of the gravity of the day – of his special role, of his faith, and how proud he was that we were there.
The moment Delaney wore a dress (something she detests) simply to honor her little brother on his special day.
The moment my son re-taught my father how to play chess.
The moment they both asked to stay up past their bedtimes to read. And I said yes, because I just can’t deny a love of reading.
The moment I was taking a selfie with my small dude and we were photobombed by a sea lion.
The moment my husband surprised every softball and soccer mom on my small people’s teams with a rose on Mother’s Day morning for supporting their kiddos at the weekend’s tournaments.
The moment I realized that my small girl is *growing*…. and measures herself by where she ‘comes up to’ on me.
The moment Delaney’s Softball Team, The Smash, won the Mother’s Day Tournament – HAVING SO MUCH FUN, that they couldn’t wait to pose for a ‘crazy’ celebratory picture instead of just a formal one.
The moment that I had to embrace, ‘if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em’ when taking selfies with my kids’ – they finally prefer crazy-fun to sweet and sassy.
The moment my long-lost best friend came over and shared a much needed glass of wine with me.
And stopped to cut both kid’s hair because only she knows how to do it ‘just right’.
And just in the past few days… the moments I spent by the beach in Mexico on a press trip…simply breathing in a world of sun, sand and ocean that I love.
AND was able to share the experience with girlfriends I adore….from laughing until I cried to inspiration to yoga overlooking the ocean.
(photo credit to my friend Nadia from ChildMode)
I remember when I started this site more than seven years ago…. I found so many of us were struggling with the day-to-day chaos and missing the truly extraordinary moments.
It has been my wish – especially of late – (and I will explain why soon) to return to this as a true and beautiful mission.
Don’t miss the moments because the chaos of ALL THINGS LIFE takes over.
I get it. I DO.
Kids. Work. Family. Home. It is one heck of a juggle. But you’ve got this….because you focus on the moments.
Tell me – what MOMENT hit you in the past week? (the past two weeks? the past month?) Consider this a long-form version of ‘tell me something good’.
What moment did you see, capture, witness, enjoy, LOVE.