Today I sat at a light and watched as mothers picked up their children after a full day of school. Backpacks, pigtails and the papers that were completed that day. I watched as mothers asked questions and children answered.
I saw myself in them and remembered the time in my past when I was that mother and I scurried along with my daughters after school. I, too, was eager to share their day and to make sure they were safe, healthy and hopefully happy.
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I loved being in their classrooms, being "Room Mother" and sharing their school life.
(Traci is seated with the side ponytail at my left arm.) |
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| Traci |
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| Ginger |
I spend a lot of my time now looking from the inside out and wondering how my remaining time on this Earth should be spent. What contribution can I make? What contribution do I make? How can I be an active part in my now grown daughters' lives and the lives of their children? How do I make each precious moment count for something good?
I don't have answers yet - just the questions.
I DO know that I've been blessed. I have a huge stash of memories made from seemingly mundane and yet important activities like I watched today.
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| Traci |
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| Ginger |
The backpacks no longer line the hall, there are no school papers to admire or sign but there are butterflies that fly in my heart when I remember back to that time in my life and I know that the future will be good - whatever it ends up being.
Thanks for visiting ~ Reia
