I think about my blog throughout the week, looking for moments of meaning, humor, grief, love, and connection. I had found my moment to write about and sat down at 5:30 on a Friday. It was calm and quiet. I was ready to unpack my thoughts and dig deep.
“I’m bored! Will you play basketball with me? Puh-leeeez?”
[pull heartstrings with big 8-year-old sweet puppy dog eyes]
“Can we make dinner together?”
[pull more heartstrings with the fact that my teenager wants to hang out with me]
“You bet guys. Give me some time to work on this and I’ll come get you.”
[Miles goes back downstairs]
“But I’m bored!!”
“Why don’t you get started and I’ll be down in just a sec.”
[James goes back downstairs]
I stare at the screen I was going to fill with moments and connection.
What the hell am I doing?! Isn’t the whole point to appreciate what you have in the moment? I closed the screen and went downstairs to make moments with my boys.
[commence losing basketball and eating delicious food]
Hours later, I sat down to write. The moment I was originally going to write about will still be there for a future post, but this one took the spotlight. This moment with my boys is what life is all about.
There will be a day when my body will say goodbye to this world… And when that day comes, the most important things my boys remember about me won’t be my writing or my thought process.
They will remember me playing with them.
They will remember me cooking with them.
They will remember me loving them and connecting with them, over and over again.
So, take a moment to look around the room…
Go ahead, I’ll wait…
Breathe in the moment. See the moment you are in. Appreciate what you have exactly as it is. Find one person to connect with – with whom you can give and receive love.
Now go engage in the moment.