Just as the seasons come and go, the tides rise and fall,
days make way for nights… each day, week, month, year has its own rhythm.
I’m definitely in a summer rhythm. A flurry of spring
projects completed, fall not yet on the horizon, it’s time for catching up,
clearing up, but especially a time for family events.
As I sit on a park bench watching my granddaughter swing on
the monkey bars, I chat with another grandmother. I flash back to all those
years ago when I was watching my own children at the park, now here I am 30-40+
years later, and history repeats itself, albeit so much has changed and it’s a
new little person on those monkey bars.
And me? Enjoying the difference of perspectives that a
generation brings, the blessing of being a full time grandmother for a summer
week, witnessing the interaction between my 89-year-old mother and my seven-year-old
granddaughter.
The demands of the workplace seem to have taken a back seat
for now, and just as surely as I know the moon will rise and the tide will come
in, I trust that the season of full time work engagement will return.
For now, it’s time to surrender to Legos and puzzles and
parks, to go with this flow, knowing I will be fully present when the next tide
of work events surges in.
It seems like a simple thing, to just be in the now with
what is happening, but so often our attention is divided and we are never fully
neither here or there, but caught between our thoughts of where we should be,
or could be, or would rather be. I know, I’ve been there.
So wherever you are dear reader, just be there, and know
that it will change.
