What I am trying to learn to do, is stay present in those moments and just be with them.
Yesterday, I experienced a pretty darn near perfect day. Jen, Ryan, Ross and I spent the afternoon at the beach.
Weather wise, perfection. The sky was a cloudless brilliant blue. The sun was warm, and the breeze was gentle.
The sand was soft and white. The ocean was calm and the water was a bluish green Caribbean color. The waves were softly lapping and licking the beach.
There were only a handful of people on the beach, which made it feel like our own private beach.
As I sat down in my sand chair and began to dig my toes into the sand, I sensed any tension I might have been felling begin to melt away.
Looking over at Jen and Ross, I noticed the calmness in their faces.
When I agreed to take Ryan down by the water to fill up his pail, I suddenly found myself laughing and running with him as he yelled, "Come on Grandma, run, put your feet in the water, come on Grandma, come on."
I took lots of pictures. As I was taking the pictures, I was thinking about how they would fit into the blog I was going to write the next day about this picture perfect day. Was I really present at that moment? Maybe not.
But as I am sitting here writing and reflecting back on the day, I realized that yes, at moments, I was actually present and at moments I was actually just being.
I mean how else would I have been able to recall all of the feelings of joy about that picture perfect day.
Okay, well maybe these pictures might have helped a little.
It really was a great day.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet little guy! The picture of the little boy and the seagulls is just terrific!
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