I have started this post five times, and it always feels cliched and obvious each time.
So I will just say it simply even if it is cliched and obvious.
I am amazed at how often we have to relearn the simplest things. Like appreciating what we have. Slowing down. Setting limits. Living simply.
It is in every self-help book and Unitarian Univeralist sermons across the country week in and week out.
On our deathbeds what will we wish we will have spent our time and energy on? Meeting our work deadline? Or soaking up another ten minute play session with our baby and Penelope the pig and Pablo the penguin and the singing bear?
We will be glad we got every last speck of dirt off the floor, or will we wish that that we took another walk and loved the trees and the chipmunk that lives under the stones on the front steps?
Yes, we know. We know. Slow down. Appreciate. Love. Breathe.
But we must relearn these things day in and day out. It is hard to practice the sort of life we long for.