Sacred Moments

This is a monumental week.

Brooke, my first-born, is becoming a wife on Saturday.   Her groom is an amazing man that we can’t wait to welcome as a son.

I don’t know about you, but as I have gotten older, I find that my emotions have evened out. Unfortunately, the highs are not quite as high, but the lows are not nearly as low. I guess that’s good, because living on an emotional roller coaster is exhausting and not very productive. However, I like to feel deeply, and today I awoke with a deep sense of profound joy and anticipation.

Life is incredibly busy, and sometimes it’s hard to keep up…you just want to slow down and catch your breath. Other times, after years and months planning, a major life event is suddenly here and you’re so afraid that this precious time is going to go way too fast, you want to savor every sacred moment.

In life there are many celebrations. So many timeless life moments. So many transitions in this fluid progression called life.

My daughter, Brie, reminded me that celebrations are like seasons. When you’re in the middle of them, they seem to last forever. Then, suddenly, they transition quickly into something else.

The stormy sleep of winter paves the way for the rebirth and rejuvenation of spring, in all it’s vast expressions.

Out of the colorful explosions of spring, comes the intensity of summer….the chance to slow down, heat up, reconnect, savor.

And when the heat of summer gives way to the coolness of autumn, we breath a sigh of relief. We anticipate the bounty of the harvest and the joys of the holidays.

Then all too soon, the holidays are gone and we find ourselves relieved to welcome a quiet blanket of snow.

Maybe that’s what makes life’s seasons so sweet…they are here and gone before you know it, and yet they pave the way for something fresh, something unexpected, something new.

The trick is to thoroughly savor the season you’re in.

Ours in wedding season, and in this final week before Brooke and Justin become man and wife, I’m going to treasure every single sacred moment, knowing it’s the beginning of another wonderful transition.

And that fills me with joy.

 

 

 

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