There are some things in life that you can’t truly appreciate and grasp until you’ve seen it firsthand. Hunger comes to mind. I went on a mission trip to Uganda, Africa and saw hungry orphans up close. I played games with them and held them in my lap. They don’t look like the commercials on TV.
Now I know, it’s more like this:
It's experiencing being a child again. And giving up (possibly forever) any concern over what you look like. |
It's comforting a sick toddler and your only prayer in the world is for a number to go down on a thermometer. |
It's putting on birthday parties. In August. Outside. |
It's going to see the live bunnies every Easter and, every Easter, saying, "no, we're just here to look at the bunnies. We can't buy one." |
It's trying new foods. And then never trying them again. |
It's quiet moments when you're off script. The unexpected joys. |
It's standing over your child in a hospital bed. |
It's doing things that, literally, make you sick. Just for their happiness. |
It's appreciating little moments. It's knowing the only thing there is more of than back fat is the number of pine needles and ornament hooks on the floor and not caring. |
It's going to a make-your-own-pancake restaurant when neither of you like pancakes. |
It's wondering if there's such a thing as "hay fleas" and being pretty sure they're in your pants. |
It's closing down a Disney park and waiting to ride just one more ride. |
It's going on a canoe trip and tipping over at the first rapids. It's realizing the fragility of life and how it could be taken from you in a million different ways in a sliver of a second. |
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