I think that I am feeling some of shifts happening in our family at the moment. My kids are rapidly becoming adults and it’s all about letting go and treasuring what is now. Realising that I have to both let go and hold on to what is important. Treasuring the moments I have and forgiving myself for the moments where I haven’t got it right.
Moments
Some moments,
Last for an eternity,
They cling for dear life,
To an awful embarrassment.
Some moments,
Wait for a brief instant,
Quickly fading into the distance,
Despite my best effort to hold on.
Some moments,
Contain dark shadows,
Of places I don’t want to see.
Glimpses of life,
Belong to moments,
Seeing beyond what is here now.
Most moments,
Need patience to understand,
Asking less of it,
Then, finding more in what is now.
A moment holds eternity,
And, a speck of time,
The sadness of goodbye,
With the welcome of hello.
