I'm not sure if it's motherhood, maturity, hormones, or age that bring me to so much reflection as of lately. Whatever it is...it's happening and I can't stop it. Along with all this reflection comes one big emotional mess.
A few weeks ago a friend invited me to join a group of her friend's for lunch and an Easter Egg hunt with the kids. I jumped at the chance to enjoy yummy food and let my kids run around. I was excited for them to use some of their energy in hopes for an awesome afternoon nap. But what I got was so much more.
All of us compiled our eggs together and a few moms hid them in the grass before the hunt began. Shortly thereafter the madness was in full force. Someone said go and the children darted for their eggs. Camden is at the age where he can fen for himself at these sort of activities, so he was doing his thing. Jace was in heaven with so much space to crawl around, he was all over the place. I was enjoying being outside and not having to entertain anyone or clean up any mess being made.
Just as I thought I was enjoying myself I noticed one of the mother's struggling to make her way to the grass. She recently lost her vision and from what I could tell, was a bit unsure of making her way around. She was no where near her children, and as I approached her to take her hand and show her where they were; I noticed her whispering words of encouragement to them. She was trying so hard to take part and be involved in what they were doing, even though she could not physically see them.
I was overcome with emotion and had to walk away(hide behind my car). I had a serious "ah-ha" moment. My so called pleasure was and unimaginable pain for that other mother. How selfish of me to not soak up these memories and be more involved in what is going on right now.
So lucky for my kids(okay, and me) we've been enjoying life a little fuller. I've been running on the playground and going down the slides. Taking time to enjoy the simple pleasures in life that are right in front of my eyes!