There are days when time stands still for me. No emails are checked or text to send. The dishwasher isn’t emptied and the floors aren’t vacuumed. The list of things to do is unchecked and frozen in time. The minute my six month old granddaughter comes through the door… time stops.
She lives in a curious world of simple pleasures. There’s time to investigate her toes or the tiny flowers printed on her pants. Toys can bang, shake, and be chewed. Foods can be yummy or make you shiver. Smiles are freely offered to everyone she sees. Even rolling over, can provide a whole new perspective on her surroundings. Time doesn’t have control. Wonder does. How does it feel? How does it taste? What can it do? Will it make me giggle? Explore all you want. There’s no time limit.
I am so thankful to be invited into her world. Watching little hands reach, grab, and investigate. Then those same little hands hold onto my hand with a sweet caress. After flooding her senses with simple pleasures, it’s time for a rest. We rock while she sings herself to sleep with soft baby sounds. Her wondrous world becomes still and quiet.
Mommy and Daddy come to get her. I see the list of things to do, the laundry piled high in the basket, and the clock starts ticking. Suddenly, I am distracted by a bright red cardinal sitting outside of my window. A simple reminder of her world of simple pleasures. Once again time stands still, even if for only a moment.