Slow down, mama
I’ve written a lot about my desire to slow down, savor each moment, stop to smell the roses, etc. etc. I know these things are important, but its an ongoing struggle for me to actually do them. What I discovered lately, though, is that it often starts with a deep breath. The other day, for example, I was rushing to get ready for work when Zoe said to me, “Mama, will you play with me?†My instinct was to say “no,” that I wanted to but couldn’t – there were lunches to make, showers to take, and e-mails to check – but I instead took a quick breath and said, “Sure.†We wound up not playing for long (and I can’t remember what we actually did together), but I like to think even those few minutes made a difference to her. And to me.
-M