Monday, October 10, 2011

soooooo precious!

The other day, I was biking home from work, and there was a young mother with her 4 year old daughter waiting at the intersection to cross the street. Also waiting (aside from me, your narrator) was a large truck with a man behind the wheel making awkward yelling noises that did not match up with the lyrics of the music blaring overly loud from his sound system. As soon as his light turned green, he screeched off hooting. The mom began to walk across the street, and calmly spoke to her daughter. "Did you her that man yelling and making all that noise?" she asked. The girl nodded and asked "Why did he do that?". The mom told her with a perfectly straight face "Because he is really just a little boy." I didn't stop laughing until I got home.
These are the small and simple joys in laugh that I don't remember often enough. Such wonderfully, lighthearted moments that are pure and beautiful. Children and their loving and easy going parents at such peaceful moments are a thing that we can each aim to cherish and hold dear to our hearts.
It is not just these times shared between loved ones. We can watch the sunrise, taking photos and drawing pictures, however poorly they are done. We can run through the most serene place we can find, reveling in the solitude of abandoning the hustle and bustle and the demands of the world behind. We can immerse ourselves in the reading of stories, both new and classical. We can drive till the tank empties, meditate, climb a mountain, listen to music for hours on end, jump in a pile of leaves, build a snowman, fly a kite, do yoga, go swimming, build a sandcastle, plant a garden full of flowers and fruit bearing bushes, or simply drop off into a deep sleep to dream.
I spend so much of my time worrying; about money, work, being on time for meetings and appointments, classes (when i was in school), getting a PR (when i raced), trying to figure out when i could read my new book, or play football, or ultimate frisbee. Instead, I should have simply enjoyed the moments of happiness when I experienced them, and dwelled on them later when I was in less than sunny moods.
I think that Shawn Spencer, the lead character in Psych, said it wonderfully. "Take lots of pictures. Not of sights. Don't take pictures of buildings. Take pictures of moments, because that's what matters."
Find the moments that mean the most to you, and never forget them. 

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