Did you ever have one of those days when something “hits you?” You know it’s been coming for a long time, but it didn’t hit you until today.
These are the little pieces of our lives we need to hold on to and remember.
Today I made my way to the airport so I could fly to antoher town and teach a seminar. Like I did four weeks ago. Like I’ve done a dozen times this year. Like I’ve done a hundred times before.
Except . . .
Except today my daughter — age 16 — drove me to the airport. I knoew she was getting older. I knew she’d be 16 some day. I knew she’d get more freedoms over time. I knew all of this would happen.
But I never considered the fact that some day I would rely on her for something so simple and she would be offering to make my life easier.
It just hit me.
I suppose twenty years from now, none of this will make any difference. But today I have a realization that my girl is growing up, that I can rely on her, and that is enjoying more freedom every day.
If you’ve ever looked at pointillist artwork, you’ve seen that a great big picture can be made from a series of colored dots. Each dot is just a dot. One red, one blue, one black. But when you stand back and look at the big picture, the dots make up a beautiful mural.
Take away a dot — forget a dot — and you miss out on some of the beauty of the overall picture.
You life is just like that. These events make up your the mural of your life.
Take the time to take a breath, step back, and realize that this is happening.
Even if you’re rushing to catch a plane!