Time๐Ÿ–ค

๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„ didnโ€™t ask my permission

to reach this ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ž.

yet here we are.

Iโ€™m pretty frustrated with โ€œ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐žโ€ right now anyway~๐Ÿซค

I felt myself just going through the motions~

I canโ€™t seem to control the fact that Iโ€™m not as excited to see this day coming.

As the onslaught of social media posts declaring excitement for the upcoming school year

begin to pour in~

I felt myself more numb than excited.

Why? I donโ€™t exactly know. Well, I kinda do but thatโ€™d take a novel to explain.

But I do know that thereโ€™s no requirement that we all feel the exact same way about big life events.

And Iโ€™m learning itโ€™s good to share~

because even our most personal experiences are universal~๐Ÿ’ซ

And by sharing our stories it might also help us not feel so alone.๐Ÿค

So as we rushed through the day to meet her ๐“š๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ฝ๐“ฎ๐“ท Teacher~

I was completely out of tears, & everything felt more โ€˜business~like.โ€™

Until she paused amid the rush and asked me

to switch her shoes~

to match her favorite dress..

And as she stood there looking at her feet

at her different pair of shoes~(simple, nothing fancy)

she declared, pointing~

โ€œLook Mommy. Look how perfect I look.โ€

All of a sudden everything

started spinning around me.

And I had to catch my breath~

And I forced myself to ๐’”๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’

and be ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ in the moment.

โ€œYes, I said softly, those are perfect.โ€

So as I drove to get her school supplies because

yes~Iโ€™ve been putting it off~

I unfortunately had time to ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ for a moment.

And so the tears start flowing; uninvited, unannounced.

As she sits with her legs crossed in her car seat,

looking out the window in her carefree way~

She randomly strikes up another 5 year old conversation beginning with~

โ€œDid you know that God lives everywhere?

heโ€™s all around us.

He even lives inside of our hearts.โ€

Children sure could teach us a thing or two about God.โค๏ธ

โ€œEveryoneโ€™s heart?โ€ I ask. โ€œYes.โ€

โ€œHowโ€™d you know that?โ€

โ€œBecause Iโ€™m really smart.โ€๐Ÿ˜‚

โ€œI know you are baby girl.โ€๐Ÿฉท

โ€œBaby girl,โ€ still sounds a little foreign coming out of my mouth at times.

Not many know that in 2017 I wasnโ€™t really interested in a baby girl.

Itโ€™s not something I talk about because of course things are different now.๐Ÿค

But at the time~the emotions, the confusion, the denial, they were all very ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ฅ.

I was ๐Ÿ’ฏ certain that I was a boy mom.

I didnโ€™t โ€œdo pink,โ€ or โ€œgirl drama,โ€ or dolls & millions of tiny pink & purple toys & microscopic Barbie shoes intermingled with the hotwheels & legos (and no iโ€™m not saying boys & girls have to only play with certain toys).

But now here we are, ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ years in, knee-deep in pink & purple, hair bows, dancing, makeup, jewelry, barbies, & all the things I never envisioned would be a part of our lives.โฃ๏ธ

Donโ€™t get me wrong~

She can hold hold her own with her boys

but sheโ€™s as ๐‘ฎ๐’Š๐’“๐’๐’š-๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’ as they come.

As a good friend reminds me often when she sees us downtown~

โ€œSheโ€™s everything you didnโ€™t know you needed.โ€

My heart skips a beat for a minute but wholeheartedly agrees.โค๏ธ

Indeed.๐Ÿค

Sheโ€™s helped me see the world

from an entirely different perspective.

The perspective ๐™„ used to have too but as life happened, Iโ€™d forgotten.

And yes, the boys at that age couldโ€™ve shown me the same thing but I wasnโ€™t paying attention.

Now Iโ€™m paying attention.๐Ÿค

Like on one random, mundane morning she raced into my bedroom, threw open the blinds and declared,

โ€œLook Mommy! Itโ€™s ๐™ˆ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ! Itโ€™s ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ outside!โ€๐Ÿค”

I thought for sure she had seen something more earth-shattering than that~๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ

But nope, that was it. It was morning. Nothing spectacular, no big deal.

But it was a ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ด ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น to her.โ˜€๏ธ

And thatโ€™s what childhood is supposed to be like.

But Iโ€™m afraid most children are being robbed of their childhood~in which contains the simplest pleasures of life, the magical moments that only children can create and enjoy.๐Ÿ’ซ

And itโ€™s ๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š.

You canโ€™t get it back.

And, theyโ€™re missing it because theyโ€™re looking down, not up.

And my mind floods to all

of the comparisons in the Bible

When Jesus compares the kingdom of heaven

to a child.

And tells us to ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ children~

In fact, He says we wonโ€™t enter the ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป otherwise. (Matthew 18)

I used to think that was referring to heaven as a distant location somewhere in the sky~

But now I realize what those verses are actually referring to is ๐—ฅ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜„.

Heaven on earth.

Through the eyes of a child.

Innocent. Unveiled. Simple. Authentic. Sincere.

And full of ๐™…๐™ค๐™ฎ.

Thatโ€™s the secret, friends.

Thatโ€™s the key.

Thatโ€™s ๐™…๐™Š๐™”.

To be ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ in the moment.

โ€œIn his ๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’†๐’๐’„๐’† is ๐—™๐˜‚๐—น๐—น๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐‘ฑ๐’๐’š.โ€

Iโ€™m finally starting to get it. Things are making sense but itโ€™s a tedious journey.

Anyone else connecting the dots?

Iโ€™m still connecting them too.

But Iโ€™ve realized that when I live in the past,

or the nonexistent future

or the weekend~

or the next holiday, booked cruise, or exotic trip~

Iโ€™ll completely ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’”๐’” whatโ€™s right in front of me.

And oh, the regrets.

So I donโ€™t want to do anymore future-tripping.

I want to look up, not down~

especially when highlights donโ€™t portray reality

and everything is pretty distorted & skewed right now anyway..

I donโ€™t want to miss a moment because Iโ€™m living in someone elseโ€™s moment.

In the never-ending & unexplainably ๐šŽ๐š–๐š™๐š๐šข ๐š‘๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š scroll.

๐™๐™ž๐™˜๐™ -๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™˜๐™ , ๐™๐™ž๐™˜๐™ -๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™˜๐™ ..we donโ€™t get any time back.

I want to be more ๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’†๐’๐’• in the ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜.

Who wouldโ€™ve known it would be my 5 year old to teach me this.

As I watch her live ๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’‰ ๐’Ž๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’• to the fullest.

She doesnโ€™t have to re-train herself to be still enough to listen to the birds sing.

Stopping to pick flowers is a given~๐ŸŒน

Even better if she can find a paper cup, fill it with water, and give it to someone just to see them smile (she does this often).

โ€œHold on Mommy, Iโ€™m looking for beautiful leaves in the driveway. Hereโ€™s one for you, itโ€™s your favorite color.โ€

Every day is a gift. Every moment is full of anticipation.

Thank you, ๐‘ฉ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’, for being the best thing I never knew I needed.โ™ฅ๏ธ

Dear Scarlett Noelle,

I hope you have the best Kindergarten year

You are a bright light

Donโ€™t let anyone dim it~

Your personality sparkles & you light up the room.

Treat others the way you want to be treated

Always be kind~

Look for the good in everyone

Include someone who seems left out

Do your best and weโ€™ll be proud of you no matter what.

Stay true to yourself~

Chase your dreams & never give up

What you think about, youโ€™ll create~

So focus on the positive.

Whatever is true & lovely & good

Think about those things.

Hopefully youโ€™ll learn this sooner than I did~

The sky is the limit,

Endless possibilities await

And we create the life we want.

God wants you to be happy & live your best life

I promise Iโ€™ll do my best to guide you in the way of ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต~

So youโ€™re not hindered in any way or held back

by insecurity or fear~the two biggest stealers of ๐‘ฑ๐’๐’š~

I canโ€™t wait to see what youโ€™re really good at~your genius zone thatโ€™s uniquely you.โฃ๏ธ

‘Youโ€™re not just a drop in the ocean

But the entire ocean in one drop’ (Rumi)

Thank you for reminding me of the true meaning of life~& Iโ€™ll be here to remind you if you ever forget.โ€โ™ฅ๏ธ

Love, Mommy๐Ÿค

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