Stopping to Smell the Roses
Before we know it, we’ll be telling our friends and family how fast our child grew up and now lives in a flat downtown. Or we might start saying to a new parent, “Time flies so fast with a child,” and go on to explain all the things that we wish we would have done with our baby. First… consider for a moment the poetry of Diane Loomans:
If I had my child to raise all over again,
I’d build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I’d finger-paint more, and point the finger less.
I would do less correcting and more connecting.
I’d take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I’d take more hikes and fly more kites.
I’d stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.
I’d do more hugging and less tugging.
Our lives become so busy that we often forget the little things. Stop and smell the roses…. really. And remember the little things so that your little one has those memories to look back on.