the clock
“There’s more to life than increasing it’s speed.”
Little ones grow up. The seasons race by.
I’m learning lately the importance of living in the moment, not living in the next item on my to-do list.
So I set my timer for the unimportant things. I race through them to get on to that which matters for all time.
And when we’re reading books and snuggling and playing?
I try not to even look at the clock.
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