This morning I stumbled
across something I wrote many years ago. It was written during those bumpy
years of having teenage daughters in the house. I smiled as I read it, trying
to remember what daily life was like all those years ago. I know it was a whole
lot busier and noisier, but it was also fun and even exciting.
I didn’t write anything that
resembled a blog back then, but I’m thankful that in many stages of my life
I’ve tried to record what everyday life was like at the time.
As I reread my
long-forgotten musings this morning, I was again reminded of a little piece of wisdom which I thought worth sharing.
When our first daughter was
a very tiny baby, and I was a very
new mum, someone said something that has remained with me ever since. I clearly
remember the sweet, old lady and even where we stood as she shared her wisdom with me. Back then I don’t think I remembered it because it was one of
those, “I-must-remember-this-because-it’s-important” kind of incidents. I think
it was possibly because it fitted more into the, “What-a-whacky-thing-to-say-to-a-brand-new-mum”
category. Whatever the reason, I remember exactly what she said. “Treasure
every moment because before you know it, she’ll be walking down an aisle!”
It’s a little over thirty
years ago that I was given that valuable piece of advice and today I was
reminded again, the wealth of wisdom in those few words. We can get so
accustomed to our familiar routines and the familiar faces that surround us, that
they often slip away without us capturing their essence. It seems a tendency of
the mind to only snatch and store memories that stand out, that are in some way
different.
Two of my daughters have
already walked down the aisle, tomorrow I’m babysitting my darling little
grandson, and soon we will welcome another little one to our family. I’ve
entered a new stage in my life. It doesn’t seem long ago that little ones were
crawling around my legs and filling my days with busy activity!
So that dear, sweet old lady
was right. Slowly familiar, everyday routines evolve and change, propelling us
into another stage in our lives. My mother will be ninety two this year and I
am keenly aware I may soon enter yet another stage. Amid everyday busyness, I
need to be reminded to take time to spend with those I love and to tell them of
my love, to take photos, to make and capture treasured memories for some time
in the future when I will want to pull them out and savour their sweet perfume!
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One of the perks of this new stage in my life!
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