I would still be getting sick from sheer exhaustion and sleep deprivation.
I would still be making my way through typed to-do lists and neglecting the most important tasks of life—like living and loving.
I would have missed the mama bird who tucked her nest in the corner of my porch.
I would have been in at least one fender bender (or worse) due my dangerous rushing and multitasking ways.
I would have given up on tangerines because they take too long to peel.
I would have missed a thousand conversations that just come when one sits still and waits for words to come.
But I didn’t miss any of them.
Thanks to her.
Embracing my daughter’s Enjoy-the-Journey approach to life didn’t just alter my actions and my behavior, it changed my perspective, transformed my thought-processes, and loosened the tightly wound fiber of my inner being.
Although I am a work in progress, the change in me has been quite remarkable. But there is something even more remarkable about this story. And it became apparent to me when a blog reader asked for an update. She wrote:
“I see it’s been several years since you wrote, “The Day I Stopped Saying ‘Hurry Up’”. Did your daughter’s slow pace and ultra observant nature cause trouble in school? What is she like now? May I have an update? I have a Noticer and knowing how things turned out for your daughter would mean a great deal to me.”
As I began typing my response, unexpected tears fell on my keyboard. With clarity, I realized my transformation was secondary to an even bigger story—a story that could quite possibly bring solace and hope to those wondering if they too could let a loved one just be.
This is our story …