Outside the window, is gray.
The day, not sure whether to continue to clutch at winter
or move towards a rainy Spring.
My thoughts center around the gray in my life.
The “inbetween” days. The “not sure” times.
What do I do with those?
I open my eyes.
I see the moments.
I’m beginning to realize that life is made up of the inbetween moments.
Not the life shattering surprises, or the mountain top experiences,
but in the all too fleeting moments of the everyday.
I don’t want to wake up, years from now, to regret.
I don’t want to speed through my days only to wish I had fully lived.
Lived in the moments.
Appreciating the smoky grays of the sky on a February morning.
The warm light in the kitchen.
The sound of my son as he excitedly tells me about a book he is reading.
The dog licking my toes.
My husband’s smile.
I slow down.
And I am thankful
to the One who gifts me with the moments.
- Sunrise with a tree (carminesuperiore.blogspot.com)
- When Freeze Pleases (psychologytoday.com)
- Stormwatching and cultural riches in Neah Bay (seattletimes.nwsource.com)
- Snow helps and hampers maple syrup producers (pbpulse.com)
- Own Your Beauty: Why I Chopped My Hair (blogher.com)
- Dealing With Gray Days (digital-photography-school.com)