I don’t travel home very often. Why, I don’t know for sure. Perhaps I can say that because my life is too busy, but is that really true, or just an excuse? On most days, I make myself accept that excuse and even justify it with additional reasons. But in the end–all the reasons, all the justifications, are just that–excuses. Excuses that I should not make anymore because life is too short and too precious.
I want to make every day count. I want every moment to have meaning. I want to live in the love I feel so greatly, but often have such a hard time expressing–especially to the people that I love the most! Isn’t it so crazy that the very people who we care about the most, are the ones we often take for granted?
This weekend we finally made it home and I am so grateful that we did! There is no place like Mom’s. Even though I am grown and have a family of my own, nothing compares to being at Mom’s. Love abounds and even the most simple of things become magical moments–the kids laughing and playing, conversations over coffee, and my mom’s ever present camera clicking away. For at least a couple of days, there’s no stress and no worries and Mom’s place is a haven where the only concerns are when to eat and what type of yummy coffee creamer I should indulge in… mmmmm.
Alas, earlier today we said our good-byes and we traveled through the mountains to get back home. We were met with a light shower of snow that is so common in the Sierras during this time of year. It was cold and the snow was being carried on a breath of wind that made even the towering pines seemed to shiver in its wake. But the drive was quiet and it was peaceful and it gave me time to reflect as I watched the snow lightly fall on the windshield of the car–I was reminded of the fragility and beauty of life and family.
Just like snow flakes we are each unique and posses our own beauty. Just like snow flakes, as individuals we can be vulnerable and can melt on impact, but as a family, as a group, we are majestic and can cover a great expanse. The blanket of snow that changes the very landscape it covers, is like the love that our family surrounds us with. It is pure, it shimmers and sparkles, and it softens the edges of the jagged surfaces of life’s demands.
So tonight, I share these thoughts with you:
Enjoy your family and friends.
Tell them you love them.
Give them a great big bear hug.
Do something unexpectedly nice for them.
Make your simple moments meaningful. It is not about what you are doing, it is about how you are feeling.
To your bliss and prosperity, till the next time.