And miss it I almost did despite reading a friend's Facebook status with the above beloved Great Gatsby gem.
I am Daisy in ways, waiting and waiting and then getting distracted and missing what I'd so anticipated.
Today was no different.
No sooner than I had realized it was the Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year drenching us with the glorious sunshine I crave from autumn until spring, I had forgotten in the thickness of busy.
The day began spiraling and circling and spinning and doing the things that days do when a business needs immediate attention and there is Bible study to attend and kitchens beg for a wet mop and children need things like lunch and hugs and mommy hands to find the missing green light saber.
After an impromptu shift at our business, I arrived home, made myself a hap-hazard dinner of green smoothie and perched myself in one of the big blue chairs in the back yard.
John arrived home with the boys a few minutes later and before I could say the word bed time, E was out the back patio door and swimming in the pool while G was off and picking berries from the bushes along the fence with his dad.
Sun still bright, hanging in the horizon, I checked the time -- 8:15 p.m., bedtime -- and I remembered the long-awaited summer solstice.
And so we ignored the clock and remained in the backyard, enjoying the extra moments of added daylight
because they do what everything in life seeming does:
they all too quickly fade into the mental noise
or disappear while we're too busy being busy.
But last night -- those moments were lived in fullness.
I love those day when you can just be. Sometimes I think we need to forget so that we find value in the remembering.
ReplyDeleteBoo hoo! I missed it. It felt like the longest day of the year, but I thought that was because I spent the entire day on cleaning projects!
ReplyDeleteWe were up until midnight. Again. This has become a bad habit but it's summer and I just hate to see each day end.
ReplyDeleteAnd so we ignored the clock. 'nuf said.
ReplyDeleteThis: "they all too quickly fade into the mental noise or disappear while we're too busy being busy" - oh my, yes. This reminded me that sometimes ignoring that clock is totally okay and good and right. Love this.
ReplyDeleteI have THE HARDEST time ignoring the clock, but if I would just *try* it on occasion, I think the toes-in-cold-water effect would take over and I'd feel more and more comfortable. But the first dip...aye,aye,aye.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, that has nothing much to do with the feelings this post gave me: comfort, peace, contentment. I'm glad you had all of that last night :)
You know what though? I think this shows you're busying LIVING life instead of watching it. You're a participant in the grandest thing we have, and it shows.
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