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Anna Quindlen :
...but the biggest mistake I made is the one that
most of us make while doing this.
I did not live in the moment enough.
This is particularly clear now that the moment is
gone,
captured only in photographs.
There is one picture of the three on them sitting in the grass
on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set
on a summer day,
ages 6, 4, and 1.
And I wish I could remember what we ate,
and what we talked about,
and how they sounded,
and how they looked when they slept that night.
I wish I had not been in a hurry to get on to the next things:
dinner, bath, book, bed.
I wish I had treasured the doing a little more
and the getting it done a little less.
...but the biggest mistake I made is the one that
most of us make while doing this.
I did not live in the moment enough.
This is particularly clear now that the moment is
gone,
captured only in photographs.
There is one picture of the three on them sitting in the grass
on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set
on a summer day,
ages 6, 4, and 1.
And I wish I could remember what we ate,
and what we talked about,
and how they sounded,
and how they looked when they slept that night.
I wish I had not been in a hurry to get on to the next things:
dinner, bath, book, bed.
I wish I had treasured the doing a little more
and the getting it done a little less.
3 comments:
those boys = ridiculously gorgeous.
seriously.
they are getting so freaking old on me, toooooooo.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
glad they still chew the sonic cups, tho. hee. some things should not change.
love the baseyball.
love that oh-so-jack smile.
love YOU.
miss you.
like crazy.
xoxoxox.
oh my goodness-
the grown up treehouse boys!!!
we miss you all-send you all our love-and hope more than anything
that sometime
sometime
we can see you soon!
xoxoxoxox
spidey
love that last pic of jack + coley. super sweet boys.
xx.
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