3.31.2007

Celebration

Life is a celebration. A celebration of life. And within that celebration are moments to treasure, each and every day. Moments that shouldn’t pass us by without giving into the goodness that fills our senses. Some of these moments come to me in the form of something silly one of children says, other times it comes as I watch the birds flutter among tree branches. Sometimes it comes as I lie in bed with my son hearing him recount stories of his day, or read a bedtime story with my animated voice and see the expressions on my little ones face, knowing I have brought life to this story, just in the tone I use. Sometimes it comes as I lie snuggled into the chest of my husband late at night, feeling his fingers flutter over my skin, giving me peace and relaxation before my slumber. Sometimes it comes when I awaken to sun in a blue morning sky, and sometimes it comes as I walk through a simple but warm spring rain. Sometimes that moment of celebration comes when I have cleaned up my house and feel good as I walk through the rooms, no crumbs settled upon the kitchen floor. Sometimes it comes when the telephone rings with an unexpected hello greeting me at the other end of the line. And sometimes from a visit from the mailman or a neighbor stopping me on the street to say hello. These are not any of them memorable occasions, simple every day happenings that should be celebrated. This is life, this is living. And life and living, well, with that comes moments that make you see, yes, life is good. For in any of those simple pleasures, every worry can be stripped from your mind, every touch of sadness erased, every angry thought dissipated, and life is good. Life is a celebration, a celebration of life.

1 comment:

V-Grrrl said...

I try to notice and cherish the sweet moments embedded in every day as well...