The unexpected little moments are the moments most cherished. The simple things strike the heart in profound deep ways. A surprising hello. A startling realization. A single snowflake. As a writer, I often only write about the bad stuff. Writing flows easier then. Far more difficult to write the pleasant things of life. I am busy living them, as I should be. However, sometimes one needs to take a moment to record these bits of joy. They fit into the big puzzle of life too and should not be neglected. I spent today procrastinating far too much of my time in preparation for a pleasant evening. I am sure my panicked self will be slightly annoyed with my delighted self by tomorrow. However, time has passed and I cannot turn it back. I spent a little time dreaming. I spent a larger majority of time just reflecting. I find it hard not to jump ahead of my life. I want to dream the biggest and the brightest future. Sometimes, my dreams get in the way of my path. Dreams are beautiful things but they are like lightening bugs. You see them best in the night and they die if kept tight within jars. I am going to try to purposefully live instead of wistfully dream. I cannot predict what will come next. However, I can enjoy the journey getting there. So, I shall attempt to screw off the lid of my glass jar and set my lightening bug free, free to roam in God's creation.
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