Joining in with Five Minute Friday this week.
Five Minute Friday = prompt word, five minutes, just write. No overthinking, no over complicating.
This weeks prompt word: QUESTION
Yes I got me a couple of questions.
WHY am I the only person in this house who knows how to change a toilet roll properly
Why when there’s a perfectly respectable container for the dog food does my boy leave the bag of food next to it
Why do they start throwing garbage in the bin without putting a bag in it
Why does my boy leave his soccer gear right in the middle of my floor – his underpants too sometimes
And why, WHY !!!! do they put empty Coke bottles back in the fridge
There’s more of them – there are so many more that beggar belief, that have me wandering around my house saying “really” a lot.
BUT because life is full of actual big serious hard core questions I wont be losing any sleep over them. Will these be the questions I ask in 10 years time or even 5 or 3. Nope not even close. I look back now to 10 years ago and the questions I ask don’t have anything to do with Livvys habit of weeing on the bathroom floor after every bath or why Eth would not under any circumstances put his own clothes on.
Here’s what I do ask myself. Did I kiss their dear little squishy faces enough, did I cuddle and tickle and play with them enough, did I make them feel safe & tell them they were the most amazing little things I’d ever seen.
Those are the questions that have me wrapping my arms around my great big strapping 15 year old boy (when he lets me) and saying “best boy ever” and looking Liv square in the eye and saying “how glorious are you”.
So my questions in 10 years time are more likely to be: did I listen, did I hear, did I spend time, did we laugh a lot over silly things, did I help make their dreams come true.
Please God let the answer be yes
Now I can’t do a thing about the past and the future isn’t mine yet but what I have is this great right now. These ordinary extraordinary days. Days of miracles and wonder, ripe for embracing and holding and talking and laughing, dressed in empty coke bottles and soccer boots and a thousand other upended things. So precious, fleeting and lined with gold.
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