Happy Memorial Day!
We thank all of those who have fought and died for our freedom. . .
Thank you to those who have provided their service to our country.
I couldn't go without talking about the importance of the holiday yesterday.
It was also quite apparent that something was going on when we drove by the cemetery and it was filled with families and flags. I tried to take a picture, but it just didn't grasp the view that I saw; remembering, honoring, and patriotism.
We had the day to ourselves; no time limits or rushing. A blank slate that I wanted to paint with a nice memory. So we decided to go to the zoo.
Little did we know that everyone and their dog was thinking the same thing! We had to park in Timbuktu (additional parking. . .I didn't know there was suchathing!).
I got such an education from Connor; he taught me about brain coral, butterfly houses, and the differences between one hump and two hump camels!
My favorite was getting an up-close-and-personal view of the giraffe. I think they are so exotic and intriguing!
We finished our day off with a last minute decision to go see "Kungfu Panda 2" and then visit Grandma & Grandpa Roberts.
So, I was reading my book last night when I came across something that I am processing and cherishing: ". . . in our fast-moving, noisy world, less can be more, silence is precious, and in our daily rush through life, we often sacrifice the very things we need the most--quiet, awareness, patience, joy" (Kenison, 2009).
I don't need to fill my kids' days with routines, schedules, camps, and activities. We need to cherish our ordinary days or just being because this is when we look inside ourselves and learn to develop our true being. We are not defined by what we do, wear, or what we have and "good things in life are created, not bought" (Kenison, 2009). We are defined by our inner core and I SO want to make sure my kids' inner cores are true, sincere, and genuine.
Then I came across this passage: "If motherhood has taught me anything, it is that I cannot change my children, I can only change myself. . .I can choose moment by moment and day by day, my own reaction to who they are" (Kenison, 2009).
Mmmmm, good stuff.
Kenison, K. (2009). The gift of an ordinary day: A mother's memoir. New York, NY: Grand Central Publishing.








