"In the hopes of reaching the moon men fail to see the flowers that blossom at their feet."
- Albert Schweitzer
So true, don't you think? What flowers are you missing out on noticing in your pursuit of the moon?
I know I have days where I go to bed wishing I'd spent my day differently--that I had tried to enjoy the moment I'm in more, rather than dreaming/wishing/longing for future hopes and events.
But I also have days where I know I lived it to the fullest, where I took the time to cherish my boys' smiles, their kisses, the things they say and do. When I paused to watch the sun rise or set. When I took pride in my writing, whether I was able to write 5,000 words, or only 500. When I've kissed my husband like I meant it, and basked in the fact that he loves me for me. When I gave thanks that he understands and supports and encourages me. That I expressed my deep gratitude for friends who shock me with their generosity and kindness, for family who are everything, and other blessings in my life.
Are there dreams I long for that haven't come true yet? Yes. Have there been really hard disappointments and hurdles I've had to overcome (and continue to try to overcome), both personally and in my pursuit of publication? Absolutely. But there are also flowers all around. Have you noticed them recently?