© 2020 HOLDING HOPE
I got lost in all the beautiful images.
My sweet grandchildren.
Their precious little eyes were dancing with joy in every picture.
Full of love for mama and daddy.
This day, this time, this age, it will never come again. It is a fleeting moment and then it’s gone, and the eyes that once were dancing, won’t dance anymore.
Yet, we do not realize.
We take today for granted. We get lost in our own lives and goals, wants and dreams.
Today is just a page of our story. A page that we turn day after day, without really thinking about it. It is routine.
Until it’s not.
And then, one day those innocent, happy, dancing eyes are filled with irritation, embarrassment or even disdain.
It is too late~
and we realize the moment is gone.
We want to go back and read the previous chapters. We want to linger longer. We want to meditate on it,
but we cannot.
That moment will never come again. It was lost in our work, in our hobbies, in our time spent on social media, in the worry over keeping a clean home, in the changing diapers and sleepless nights, in the laundry and dishes.
That moment was lost in ourselves and the desire for time alone and “when will this ever end” moments.
And that’s when you realize those dancing, innocent eyes don’t look at you the same.
Perhaps one day, when this stage is past, they will.
But now those eyes are dancing for their friends, their crush, their desire to get away, to be their own person~
to grow up~
but they aren’t dancing for you.
Stop what you are doing and lose yourself in those innocent, dancing little eyes. Soak every tiny moment up.
Don’t get lost in you~
get lost in them.
Today isn’t routine because today will never come again.
One day those eyes will search for you once more. They will become the eyes of your best friend. They will look to you for answers and help, for guidance and love, for relief and prayer. They will be filled with remembrance and respect,
Because those eyes will be looking into the tiny dancing eyes of another.