fireside…..

I’ve watched sunsets…. many sunsets…. watched her dip into the ocean….behind the Rockies…over the Appalachians…. I’ve seen it disappear into places unknown….. reassured that I could turn my camp chair 180 degrees….only to watch her reappear….

Regardless… this old world just keeps spinning… she waits for no one.  It seems with each sunset…sunrise…. my kids grow inches… change features… and I’m just trying to hang on….feet whirling behind me like a frail kid on a  merry-g0-round out of control….

IMG-20120517-00274DSCN0745DSCN0734DSCN0770But isn’t this the design… they grow…and grow….and grow…. It’s only the close of each day when we recognize that the moments are slipping irretrievably through our hands… gulping water from a shallow creek…loosely clasped fingers…feeling the cool of the water, but unable to hold onto it.

So I turn my camp chair…back to the small fire…. waiting… watching…listening… for that first glimpse of tomorrow… to be the one that sees them open their eyes on a new morning…to dream their dreams…

 

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