Taking The Time
Last night I had a pleasant surprise. I had just got done doing the evening feeding and had sat down on the back porch to watch it rain. Just then my son pulled in the driveway and came over and sat down beside me. He reminded me how he and I used to sit and watch storms come in when he was little. This was a good evening to do this because clouds were moving in all directions and we could see the rain coming down in the distance. It was also really cool to hear the rain coming down on the corn before it got to where we were. There was also the unique smell of corn pollen in the air. All of that really isn’t the point of this post, although I guess it really is. The point is, my son and I sat there for a couple of hours watching the clouds, the rain, the cows coming out to graze and then running back in the barn during the intermittent downpours. It was glorious dad and lad time!
“Taking time to listen to a bird’s song on the breeze. Taking time to gather up the blossom dancing free. Taking time to imagine the deep sounds of the sea. Taking time to cherish you…and cherish me.” ~ Taking Time by Jo Loring-Fisher
The time last evening was time well spent. My son and I talked about lots of different things. It’s really interesting how things we did with our parents when we were young still stick with us. It gave me a warm feeling when my son said he also enjoyed being with me watching storms come in. It can be very easy to get caught up in all that is going on and perceive being to busy to do things like sit and talk to my son for a couple of hours, but there just might not be anything more important. We need to take the time!
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