Monday, June 18, 2012

SIMPLE JOYS


4 year old Rylee loves to be happy

Last Saturday on our way to my granddaughter's swim class she asked if we were going on the freeway. In my usual distracted way I told her no as I reminded her to hurry up and buckle herself into the car seat. She pleaded with me to put the top down in my convertible since we weren't going to be on the freeway. 

The novelty of having a convertible waned a few years ago. I bought the car to commemorate my 40th birthday but soon realized it wasn't a wise choice if I wanted to stave off the wrinkles. I rarely drive sans rooftop anymore.

After Rylee cajoled me with a few choice reasons as to why it would be a good idea to drive with the top down I acquiesced. Her swim class was less than a half a mile away. Once we picked up speed on the main street she yelled, "Woooooooooooooooo! I'M HAPPPPYYYYYYY!" I laughed as I watched her in my rear-view mirror. 

My granddaughter's presence is a constant reminder to savor the simple joys of life. Immersed in the busyness of my Saturday I woke up early to head to Torrance for my friend's yard sale, drove back home to take Rylee to her swim class, then picked my oldest daughter up at the train station afterwards. I don't think I even remembered to be joyful in taking deep breaths. 

So I urge all of you to take a moment to slow down, stop, be still, and savor the simple joys of life.