Is this what he saw? Really? We all have our points of perspective, I know. But he has been strolling through life, seeing things differently than I do. For example, the coffee pot is right at his eye level. He has a snapshot of a dirty, empty coffee pot. Very depressing and unnerving, I think. From my perspective, coffee pots are happiness-givers, filled with joy and awake-ness! The child also has a picture of his toes. And a photo of my nostrils when I am sleeping.
I am not sure I want to relive the moments he has captured. Not at all. Some things are better left unsaid…Unremembered. Did I really look like that as I made breakfast, Kiddo? Why didn’t you run in fear?
His photography has brought me to a new point of understanding. I want to be choosy about what I remember. I want to save the very best of each day, and put it in my little treasure box of experiences to keep.
So I have an idea.
For the next 365 days, I am going to capture a moment of Love, Joy or Peace.
And share it.
Every. Single. Day.
When Doug reads this, he will laugh, I am sure. I am an Idea Person, not a Follow-Through Person. I always have big ideas, and usually I can follow through for a couple of weeks, at best. Then I’m off, wandering after another new idea, another new project. But this is important. The days pass quickly, and I won’t get another chance at today. This is it.
I’m going to need a lot of help to stay on track. I know that some days will be so dark that I will struggle to find that one moment of joy. Too busy to find one moment of peace. Too angry to see the joy. And truthfully, the only thing that I’ve probably ever followed through on every day for a full year was changing diapers. Not much cause for joy, heh? I am going to need help staying on track here. So please post your moments of love, joy, and peace in the comments. Let’s help each other to have the best year, ever.
Okay, so here we go. This is today’s moment of Joy:
My kiddo looked at the empty coffee pot picture that I found so depressing. Just a dirty, empty, depressing coffee pot.
“Mom! No! You got it all wrong!” he yelled. “That’s not empty and dirty! That’s the exact moment the coffee started to drip through when you turned it on! See it splashing? It’s the beginning of a fresh pot of coffee!”