Today, in the midst of much kitchen activity, daddy walked in and suddenly quoted Robert Frost: “You know, there’s no reason to be rushed along with the rush…” My head snapped up and I giggled. He sounded JUST like momma in that moment (she was always quoting Frost or Thoreau or Dickinson or Alcott or Byron or Dr. Seuss or any number of profound philosophers in her well-studied realm). I asked daddy what caused him to comment and he answered, “Well, you’re rushing around in here you would think Thanksgiving is today…(silent pause)…it’s not, right?” 🙂
In his unexpected daily quest to just live gratefully each moment these days, he has this uncanny ability to innocently stop me in my hub-bub and simply remind me to savor the same. And even though it was rather breezy and quite cool outside, I stopped rushing and we stepped outside onto the screened porch. Sitting quietly for a while, we enJOYed the wind on our faces, listened to the sounds of squirrels foraging in the trees (but they better NOT be digging up and storing away the 350 bulbs we planted yesterday), and watched the leaves rustling as they created colorful blankets on the pine mulch. We exchanged thoughts on gratefulness and how blessings overflowed all around us, sublimely just being in those precious moments with each other.
So here’s our challenge: Find small ways each day to stop the rush and just gratefully BE in the moment. Please know I’ll be right there with you…that is, if I’m not chasing squirrels with bulbs in their mouths. 🙂