The Sand In Your Hand

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I found when my two children were little I would forever be wondering about their next life stages and the fun they would bring with it. When they were born, I couldn’t wait for them to smile and gurgle, then it became walking and talking, next to sit still long enough to watch a Disney movie and so on and so on …

Now my babies are fully grown teenagers, I constantly find myself wanting to reverse and go back in time (when they couldn’t answer back – lol)! I wish I hadn’t been so keen to see what the next stage would hold in store, rather than truly living in the precious moment. If I could go back now and talk to my younger self I would say, enjoy enjoy enjoy today the next stage will be wonderful but in a blink of an eye they will grow up and you’ll wish you savored each and every wonderful moment.

Now as young men, my new frustration comes with trying to hold onto them and to stop worrying about the next stage – going to college and leaving home. Sometimes, I can get so upset of the thought of them leaving and taking their wonderful huge personalities with them that I forget to enjoy the moments I am lucky enough to still have with them now.

These are prime examples of why I try to remember to enjoy the moment and the time we have today, to be happy with the delights of each day, even when the day feels frustrating there will always be something to look back on and smile, even if it’s just a lesson to be learned.

A very dear and wise friend, who has children my age, once said if you try gripping sand it will fall though your fingers but if you just hold it and let it sit in the palm of your hand it will stay there. I relate this to the to sands of time and try very hard to just remember to let moments sit and be enjoyed rather then worry about the past or future.

 

“If you are depressed you are living in the past. If you are anxious you are living in the future. If you are at peace you are living in the present.”  Lao Tzu

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