TIMES ARE CHANGING
We recently came face to face in this life we are arranging
how, whether we like it or not, the times they are a changing.
For more years than I can count…Deborah and, I acting like two stalkers,
prowled up and down the sidelines…
watching our children and grandchildren play soccer.
In all the years we watched them… all the goals we’ve seen missed and made
we’ve kept the same list of all the fields on which our children and grandchildren played.
With our youngest grandchild off to college…I came across that list the other day
and even though there are no more soccer games to watch…
I didn’t have the heart…to throw that list away.
As I put the list in our chest…where it now becomes a treasured keepsake
I came across this photo Deborah took of a family birthday cake.
For years at the end of August…our family found a way
to celebrated eight summer birthdays…all on the same day…
It was a wonderful celebration….one Deborah and I held dear
and one our entire family looked forward to each year.
But our family is more scattered this year…
and, knowing much of them could not attend,
meant one of our favorite celebrations…has now come…to an end.
It is true what they say…
sometimes we are so captivated in the moment we are living in…
the one we’re concentrating on…
that we don’t think about how much we’ll miss it……until that moment’s gone.
It reminds us to enjoy each moment…each soccer game…each family celebration
and store that memory in our mind…
because we never know when it will be the last one of its kind.
If we’re lucky once they’re gone…
we’ll have a way to awaken those special moments in life we make…
perhaps something as simple as an old list of soccer fields…
or a photo of a family birthday cake.
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