family, life, love

Life is Looking Up


“I didn’t pack my laptop.”  Meaning, “I love you and I’m going to give you my undivided attention.”

“Thank you.”  Meaning, “I love you, too, and I want your undivided attention.”

The hub and I were breezing down the highway heading toward one of our favorite weekend destinations.  Instead of looking down into a computer, iPad or iPhone, I decided to spend our long weekend looking up and out.

Instead of Facebook, I studied my hub’s handsome face sitting across from me at lunch.  His smiling blue eyes sparkling against a backdrop of sparkling blue water.

I looked down the beach at children on a swing set.  Their sandy legs pumping them high as they tried to touch the sky.

Walking back from breakfast I saw a mom pushing a stroller, chatting on the phone while her child stared straight ahead in silence.  I remembered when moms talked to their children on walks, pointing things out along the way, “car”, “doggy”, “truck”.  I wondered what effect it would have on language development.

I noticed an older gentleman standing near the pier.  I wouldn’t have seen him at all if I had been looking down at my phone checking e-mail.  But today I was looking up.  “Good morning”, I shouted.  He asked me if I had gotten any good pictures.  “I hope so”, I answered.  “I’m trying to capture the glistening water.”  We chatted for quite a while.  He told me he lived in town.  Alone.  He told me about all the changes over the years.  He gave me tips on where to get good, fresh food.  I gave him someone to talk to.  I’m glad I didn’t miss it.

On the long drive home I played the alphabet game with my hub.  I looked out at the forests and the farm land.  I praised God for His amazing artistry.  Life is short and I don’t want to miss any more of it.



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