It seems to me like the pace of time is speeding up, and I’m slowing down. I remember my parents telling me how fast time was going by; and I remember telling my kids the same thing as they grew up, actually pleading with them to NOT grow up so fast. But as youth, especially in the early years, a day seemed to last forever.
As recently, it seems, as a few years ago, there was more time for ad hock moments to change course in the day’s activities and do something spur of the moment. Is it just me or are these moments harder to find, and even harder to steal?
I recently had the opportunity to spend a little time with our grandchildren. I helped a granddaughter with her homework (I can still do 6 year old math) and I was able to sit and watch my youngest grandson eat an ear of corn. I wasn’t going anywhere; we didn’t have to leave for the airport for a few hours, so my time was totally theirs and I enjoyed every minute of it.
This picture of my youngest grandson eating this ear of corn is what prompted this entry; his ability to enjoy the opportunity before him without being distracted. He has very few teeth, but I’ve never seen anyone suck down an ear of corn more completely. If he were 80 years old, toothless and homeless, he would not starve for lack of trying.
This picture of my wife’s father was taken last year; he is retired and can enjoy the same focus on meaningful things that my grandson can. It is the time between youth and retirement that we must improve upon.
This picture is of my youngest granddaughter who was tired, so decided while taking a shower to just take a nap-on the spot. Don’t you love the spontaneity?
Oh the lessons children teach us. To be as a little child in many aspects of our adult life would make us so much the better. Here are some things I learned from this trip:
1. When children are with family, NOTHING else matters.
2. Children are able to partake of the moment without distractions such as smart phones.
3. They are able to love unconditionally for the most part; they look past our foibles and accept us for who we are.
4. A child enjoys the simple pleasures of life and is not bothered by little things such as clean utensils. Nothing wrong with clean utensils, but you get the point. As my pioneer neighbor taught my wife and me “Don’t let the little things bother you”.
As we mature in life, we get so distracted with the many things we have burdened ourselves with, that we lack meaningful focus on opportunities that are passing before our eyes. We better slow down and grab some of these moments. Like our parents said before us and as we now say, time is speeding up and there is less of it! I say we make the most of it!