|A Springtime of Possibilities
||[Jan. 25th, 2007|10:51 am]
|||||Wow Wow Wubsy singing to my son||]|
It seems like life only speeds up every day. With each year, the months fly by at a faster and faster speed, leaving me almost out of breath. Already we are nearing the end of January and the first breaths of spring are coming to the coast. Even more astounding, we are nearing my daughter's first birthday...a milestone that has me completely baffled. I mean, didn't I just give birth yesterday? My son's first year seemed to be a lifetime unto itself. The days slowly unfolded as I watched him grow, cherishing each tiny accomplishment, from rolling over to sitting up, to crawling, and then, at a mere 9 months, walking. This time around, it seems like I've barely had time to take a breath and now my baby is turning 1.
The harder I try to hold on to time, the quicker it slips through my fingers like the sand my son tosses on the beach. Sure, we carry memories with us, just like that sand that then finds its way into every crack and crevice of the car, the house, our shoes, and of course, diapers, but that sand is not the beach itself...just a tiny memory of the huge stretch we just walked on. The moment I adjust to one stage my children are in and begin to feel confident as a parent, they grow past it into another and I'm unbalanced yet again, trying to stay upright on one foot while juggling all the demands of motherhood, work, life.
I love the constant struggle to keep up, as much as I wish it would all just slow down. I love never knowing what's behind the next corner and I love the constant thrill of conquering the next obstacle. Every year I vow to take more time to stop and play and to take more pictures as I go and each spring brings a whole new wealth of ideas of how to capture each moment and hoard it. I love that I've lived here in Florida for 2 years and it seems far more like 2 months. I love that there is still so much we want to do with our house that we planned to do in the first few months because that means that there is still more that can be done to improve it and our lives. Most of all, I love spring because it seems like everything, including hopes, comes back to life.