Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Seize Every Minute & Never Give it Back

This post was starting out something like this: "I asked my mom the other day what had happened to me.  I am often sometimes this cranky, grumpy version of a girl who used to be so carefree.  I have replaced skipping and enthusiasm with slouching and exhaustion..."
(i.e. Being an adult is hard, and yes, sometimes I still whine need to vent to my mom.)

BUT...I try to keep things positive around these parts because there’s enough negativity floating around this crazy world.  Instead, I think I will focus on the people who make me laugh and smile even when I’m not really feeling it.  I want to embrace them and be silly with them and unwind after a looong, blah couple of days.  So, this is how we roll...and by roll, I mean walk.  Because when we run on gravel roads we usually end up with scraped little knees...and I think we're out of band-aids.

And that, my friend, is how we finish off the day...or start the day.  Depends on how you look at it ;)

by Erma Bombeck (published December 2, 1979)

Someone asked me the other day if I had my life to live over would I change anything.
My answer was no, but then I thought about it and changed my mind.
If I had my life to live over again I would have waxed less and listened more.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy and complaining about the shadow over my feet, I’d have cherished every minute of it and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was to be my only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.
I would have eaten popcorn in the “good” living room and worried less about the dirt when you lit the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have burnt the pink candle that was sculptured like a rose before it melted while being stored.
I would have sat cross-legged on the lawn with my children and never worried about grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television … and more while watching real life.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband which I took for granted.
I would have eaten less cottage cheese and more ice cream.
I would have gone to bed when I was sick, instead of pretending the Earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for a day.
I would never have bought ANYTHING just because it was practical/wouldn’t show soil/ guaranteed to last a lifetime.
When my child kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now, go get washed up for dinner.”
There would have been more I love you's … more I’m sorry's … more I’m listenings … 
but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute of it … look at it and really see it … try it on … live it … exhaust it … and never give that minute back until there was nothing left of it.

Here's to seizing every minute!
Have a great one :)


  1. I LOVE that writing by Erma Bombeck! It is so true!
    Great Blog Post!
    ... and I LOVE that you vent to me! What are Moms for! I wish Grams was still here so I could (vent/talk) to her! Sometimes I just think, "I wish I could talk to Mama about this" ...
    Love you!

    1. I loved it, too!!! I just had to include it :) Thanks for always listening to me and for being here for us!!! I miss Grams, too :( Love you so much!!

  2. Love the silly family photos and the positivity, great blog momma!

    1. Thanks so much Emily!! :) Have a beautiful day!!

  3. I stopped over through Sheltering Tree. What a wonderful post! I thoroughly enjoyed! Many blessings!