How we spend our time is always a topic of conversation. We never seem to have enough of it to get everything "done". And we complain and whine about it. We moan and sigh. Sometimes though, we let it go.
Yesterday, I let it go. And I'm so happy I did. I did the early morning carpool of the 5 girls and then I took C to visit with Tracey's daughter Julia. C & Julia have been buddies since they were born and it's a beautiful thing to watch them together. They are both 8 now and have not reached the point where they realize that the other is a "eew - a Boy/Girl!" They just act goofy and make stuff up and team up against the world. (Read: 3 year old IRIS!)
The bonus, of course, was that Tracey and I got to catch up over iced coffee and warm banana bread. Comically though, we were interuppted every 2 minutes by one child or another! Still, it was one of those times when I didn't care what errands needed to be done or how many piles of laundry were waiting. It was important for us, and the kids, to just let it all go and enjoy each other's company. It was great.
And in that vein, the rest of my afternoon went the same. After we left Tracey's we got Curtis a haircut and shared lunch together. Then we played 3 rounds of Yahtzee. Then we each had an ice cream cone on the front porch as we played a made up game of "what color car is going to drive by next?".
I know I didn't get anything "done" yesterday. But what I did do was to give my son memories of a summer day. And how great is that?
This morning I received an email from a PTA mom. She was letting everyone know that a boy in my son's grade at school died suddenly this month from complications of a ruptured appendix. I cannot imagine the pain his mother must be in. It is too much to bear I'm sure. I know she will only have the memories she created with him...so please, remember to let things go "un-done" when you can...make memories instead.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
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Gulp. Wow. That is too much. It makes me weepy just thinking of it.
Memories are a gift. This is true. Every minute with our children is worth not getting a damn thing done. Just being with them is enough.
Life is short. Sweet and far too short. I enjoyed our morning too, dear friend.
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