No Rush

There is no rush.
Take this moment to pause, breathe.
When you’re yelling at the kids
to hurry up and get in the car already,
I told you 100 times
Why can’t you be ready!
Mama’s going to be late, again!

Stop.
Notice, for just a
moment
the miracle that is your daughter who
is already an inch taller than she was last month
twirling and spinning down the sidewalk
shouting/singing that annoying song from Frozen
in her lovely childish voice.

Yesterday she asked what does buffoonery mean? And
long story short? And why is there anything, mama? Why
are there things instead of nothing? Why are we
even here?
And you caught your breath
and blinked away
the sudden tears.

Etta on the playground

Veronica Beck

Veronica Beck is a technical writer, blogger, and formerly reluctant parent.

Subscribe
Notify of
guest
7 Comments
Oldest
Newest Most Voted
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments
Judy
Judy
1 year ago

Love the picture, and the sentiment.

Christina Halas
Christina Halas
1 year ago

This is so wonderful. Filled my heart. Thank you!

julie
julie
1 year ago

Ah! So necessary in this time of focus on the bad- your lovely post, filled with wisdom and the joy of small things. Thank you

Jeanne Waters
1 year ago

Oh! Tears here too. Beautiful.

Jeanne Waters
1 year ago

Thanks, V.

7
0
Would love your thoughts, please comment.x
()
x