My little dog is having a fit over the neighbor's new bulldog. I have to admit, she's really cute--for a dog! But my little guy's only 6 1/2 lbs! (Shih Tzu) I keep trying to explain to him it's not meant to be, but he keeps squeezing himself through the dang fence!
Which is inspiring, in a mixed up way. His "urges" have forced me to stop and smell the flower buds. Literally. I stood in my yard and took a mental snapshot of everything going on around me.
Spring is here and with it, change. Everything is fresh and new, a rebirth of the old and a dawning of new growth yet to come. Colors seem brighter. The air is fresh with anticipation. Smiles of my children and husband seem sweeter. And the glorious sun brighter and warmer after the long weeks of winter.
The days have lengthened and the possibilities seem wide open.
There's a big change looming on our horizon. It's the last six weeks of high school for my oldest. She seems aprehensive and exhuberant all at the same time. My husband and I mirror her sentiments.
There's a bit of a lost look in her eyes, as well. I remember feeling that way, too. So, as I stood there in the yard, drinking in the smell of hyacinth in the shade of our big oaks, the dependable blades of St. Augustine between my toes, I told myself it was okay to be a little foolish today. Time enough to be sober and serious tomorrow. Besides, April Fool's Day only comes around once a year.
Viva la Fools!
2 comments:
This is a great reminder to stop and enjoy what's around me. I've been so preoccupied with edits and zooming past dozens of bees that flock to the nectar in our Holly tree, I haven't taken in the bigger picture yet. Thanks for the reminder :-)
Ah, spring . . . and the end of the Senior year. This time is a snapshot that shall forever be burned in your memory, for truly this is a turning point. How often we push and pull our characters into the most terrible of positions--a place where it truly can't become any worse.
Alas, your senior is experiencing just such a moment (no writing necessary) The leap off into the abyss of tomorrow, the turn of the proverbial future corner, but what they can not know at 18 (it's simply impossible for their minds to comprehend) is that there will be many such leaps into the unknown and many bends in life's road to turn.
The fear of the unknown is great . . . however, for those of us 'old', we know, the young are blessed with the pleasure of so many choices and the world is at their feet. Ah, to be 18 again!
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