Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Here is page one in my second art journal of 2008. The quote says, "I want to appreciate the times when moments are made into memories. " For me those times are when I am least expecting them. Times when I am just hanging around without an agenda. Yesterday and today I took a couple of hours to just sit with my kids and grandchild. Nothing in mind to do and it truly was glorious. I laughed so hard a couple of times over stupid stuff and those are the memories I want to remember. My grand baby has a poker face just like his mama used to when she was a little girl. He stared at me the longest time and I couldn't stop laughing. Finally when I stopped I told him it was his turn and I stared back. He started laughing then and I wish I had a video camera because it was precious. Or how about when my daughter twirled the baby up in the air and he drooled a bucket of spit right in her mouth. Or, and this is the best one, when I came home today and my grand baby reached out to me and gave me a big hug. When I am rushing around, those are memories I miss out on. The ones that fill up your heart with love. Why do I constantly have to remind myself to take these moments and slow down?