What’s the Rush?
We will all bloom in time
I had another nightmare
Or maybe it was an illumination
That I signed up for softball
Again
And lost all my Saturdays
As a mom
And never had
An unstructured
Weekend morning
Where I could sleep in
While Matt takes the kids
And makes them breakfast
And they come to wake me up
At 8 AM
When the sun is fully up
(I can’t recall the last time this happened
But it happened this morning!)
With snuggles
And a hot coffee
Again.
I’ve been praying
For a path and direction
To illuminate around this…
While the world says
Ivy League!
Junior Olympic!
“Hobbies” that get you into Harvard!
I am at peace
Knowing
The opportunity cost
Of those lost Saturdays
Knowing
It’s how
I would spend my days
If I knew my last.
Maybe it wasn’t a nightmare
But an answered prayer.
Not to slow down
But to trust
In God
And the timeline
Of our lives
Without rushing
Or forcing
(Except you must eat your vegetables, children!)
Everything unfolds
Like a spring peony
Beautifully
Bright!
In layers
And exactly when they need to
Without being told
Unfold!
Look pretty!
Be marketable!
Be the best peony the world has ever seen!
😂
It’s silly.
What’s the rush
When a flower blooms
Never earlier
Or later
Than it’s meant to bloom?
Hold on to that wisdom. As they get older, this northern virginia fast track to excellence mentality will pull the opposite direction. It takes intention to hold fast to balance and the slower path, weighing the opportunity "cost" that, I would argue, is worth it.