Once again, a year of seconds proves to be my most rewarding project. It forces me to appreciate what’s within my arm’s length every single day.
The past year has given me seconds full of:
- dance moves
- a kid who hates pants
- another kid who’s sly/goofy/beautiful smile is 50% mine and still shocks me with it’s sweetness
- a husband who loves me enough to shake it on command
- school first days, concerts, family events, and graduations
- a sister who let me keep the second she was on the toilet
- a another sister who’s laugh I hear repeatedly when her second pops up
- a brother’s graduation from law school
- colleagues who have become friends
- a superhero onesie
- Disney and camping
- SIL’s and BIL’s who love me as if we were true siblings (which would be weird and illegal, but you get what I’m saying)
- two sets of parents who cherish me as their “baby” and respect me as their adult child
- the first hour of two new lives
- baby swaying
- pizza dough
- friends at our table when we’ve consumed more laughs than actual food
- game nights
- friends’ kids that I would protect as if they were my own children
- happy hours
- friends that I no longer consider “close”, but I consider family
- lots of tv time and a few finished books
- simple and ordinary junk
- football and soccer games
- a trip home from a surgery
- places where I’m a Regular
- unconditional love
This is my arm’s length.
I’m so grateful for every second because it’s a damn good life.
But I’m not special. This is your arm’s length too. Maybe you’ve got more or fewer players. Maybe a bigger house or smaller couch. Maybe you don’t have as many dancers or you’ve got kids who always wear pants. But trust me, it’s there. It just looks different.
Stop life for one second and watch your beautiful life unfold too.
psst… The boys’ picked the last song, but I think it works.