Some days it is the simple things. Sitting in an over sized lawn chair with my feet up, a cup of hot tea, and my son snuggling on my lap. His head laid back against my shoulder, his cheek exposed for innumerable kisses. The softness wounds me in its velvety sweetness.
Not to be outmaneuvered, my daughter climbs aboard as well. The curve of her bottom plopped down into my lap, all while continuing her stream of consciousness chatter.
Letting go of the shoulda, woulda, coulda and immersing myself in the moment. Memories weaving their indelible spell for the future reflection. Never to be regretted for the time taken. How lucky I am to have these moments with them. My children. This fleeting present in our ever hastier world.
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Heaven. Paradise. You are blessed. What a wonderful existence!!
ReplyDeleteI remember those days of coming home and snuggling up on the couch with My Currently Hairy Bearded Son - only he was then three years old.
Too precious for words. So glad you are writing about it, and recording it for anyone to read in future.
I wish I had thought to write about those times when they were happening. It's such a short period of time that they will allow us to snuggle them.
ReplyDeleteThe thing about memories I always think, is that you don't know at the time things are happening, which things will be those which become important memories. You can't force them on your mind somehow.
ReplyDeleteIt is so important to live in the moment and soak it all up, isn't it? I think I let far too many things just scoot on past me without me really drinking them in.
What a treasure to savor any and all moments of joy with your children. Even though mine are 22 and 20, when I get them one on one, or even together, and the glow of connection sparkles, I feel better instantly.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your lovely family!
Isn't it the best? Although I have to admire your coordination. If I tried to add a cup of hot tea to the mix we'd all be in the emergency room.
ReplyDeletesuch moments are so precious and sometimes gone unnoticed because our hearts are racing too fast with the craziness in life.....
ReplyDeleteThat was delicious prose.
ReplyDeleteGlad you stopped to enjoy this precious moment. The time that they fit in our laps must be cherished.
ReplyDeletetreasure those wonderful moments. they are still coming at our house (at six and ten) but they are fewer and farther between...
ReplyDelete~*so sweet!*~
ReplyDeleteYou are amazing, you know that?
ReplyDeleteSo much sweetness.Them. You. These words.
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