This morning I awoke to a snow covered lawn. I promptly declared "SNOW DAY"! We really didn't do much of anything, just another regular day in our house.
One thing did happen of note today:
While Jason shoveled the drive and walk Abygail played in the snow. I watched from our lovely large windows in the living room and dining room. As I watched I noticed the difference in the paths she left in the snow and the paths that Jason left. Abygail's were the paths of a busy bee round and round, here and there - no preplanned course, just having fun. Jason's were straight, direct and from here to there.
Words cannot do justice to how much this really struck me at the time and even now. The path of the child (in this case, Abygail) is free and unencumbered by the lessons and heartbreaks of life. It's unmeasured in time. It's unrestricted by self doubt or preconceived limits. It's unmarred by defeats and failures. It's free to take on a life of it's own, to be creative and enjoy the newness of it's surroundings.
I hope that I can remember this the next time I play in the snow. Instead walking straight from point "a" to point "b" let's dance the path in between!
Snow. . . ok next time I walk in the snow hopefully some time this year I will remember to do that not because I plan to but because I sure I will be chasing a child. I miss snow. I would like to visit it, but probally not live in it any time soon. Hope the house is coming together.
ReplyDeleteAmber, you seem to have such a natural talent for writing. Your inspired thoughts were beautifully put into words. Dancing between point a and oint b is a good message. I hope to try it out.
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