We spent several afternoons at a wishing well last summer. It was at a historical site, the home of an author, in this tucked away/sleepy and yet perfect forest. If you can imagine a place where little fairies would live, fluttering around the flower garden down by the lake through the trellis made of vines hopping from lilly pad to lilly pad in the tiny pond... that place exists. We found it--it is magical. And yet, it is a place forgotten by many, appreciated only by a few.
where I find myself doing it-- wishing my life away.
I can hear my own thoughts running through my head, "I need to just get through this." I wish for the future to be here now. I wish for easier times when I will have more time, more sleep, more, more, more. And then... I stop. I look around. And I see through the chaos of the big picture and into the little moment that is right in front of me.
I see Clay going over to Lilah, shaking her hand and saying, "Nice to meet cha." I see Lilah's face break out in a huge smile every time Corey says, "Ahhhhh, man," in his best motor voice. I see my boy's smiling face when he wakes up from nap and says, "Hi mommy. I'm all done napping." I see tiny little baby toes peeking out from the bubbles in her bath. I see Corey drop to the floor in .2 seconds ready for a quick game of hide-and-seek. I see Clay with his face a foot away from Lilah's saying, "She is just so adorable." I see a tiny little hand grasp onto my finger. I see the happiness, the love, the present time. And I wouldn't wish it away for anything.
This is life. This is living. But me... I am loving. And I will no-longer-ever-again wish my life away. Life is not, "Let's just get through this." Life is so much more than that.
And I promise you, if you look really hard, you will find them too in the most unexpected places and in the most unexpected ways.
And someday when the kids are grown, and I go back to that wishing well, I will still be making a wish. But I already know, my wish will be to turn back the hands of time and do it all over again. I told you this was a magical place... with perhaps a magical wishing well. My wish from last summer? It came true... and isn't she lovely?