I was in Brooklyn this past weekend. Went to see my best friend’s new baby and to see my mom. While sitting with my friend that I have known for almost twenty years (my 20 yr high school reunion is in April), I had to reflect on the nature of things.
Growing up, you have these huge dreams about what you want to be. A doctor, a lawyer, an athlete…you know….different variations on being RICH and successful. The fancy car, the big house, lots of clothes….pure happiness right?
Well, as I sat holding my nephew, drinking a cup of tea and reflecting on life with the person that probably knows me better than anyone else…I was struck by how the simple things in life are truly the most precious.
Don’t get me wrong, I still want to be rich, but there is something to be said for a quiet afternoon of just talking and laughing. Fixing lunch and having some tea.
Waiting for a baby to open it’s eyes.
I always think of myself as Wonder Woman. Rushing around from point A to point B trying to get the job done. I wear a lot of hats. Executive, Mother, Sister, Daughter…sometimes I forget to stop and appreciate the small moments. Life’s simple pleasures.
This year, I resolve to stop, breathe and appreciate.