I have watched my dear little grandson grow before my eyes. I am such a spoiled Grammy. I have had the privilege of being with my daughter and son-in-law for the past three weeks and still have two weeks left on this visit. It has been a joy to watch our little guy while my daughter works each morning.
When I first arrived, he would lay on his little play mat and look around, not really focusing on anything in particular. A few days after my arrival he started to reach to the hanging toys on his play mat. This was a reason for great celebration! A new milestone in his young little life. It was fascinating to see him swipe at the air and actually connect with an object.
Today, as I was sitting watching him play on his mat, I noticed that his movements were becoming more concentrated. He focused on what he wanted to touch and then he would reach out and grasp it. He saw his toys and reached for them. Occasionally he would let out a squeal of delight in having captured that which he was looking at.
This got me to thinking about grasping at goals in my life. Here I am marvelling at this young little person reaching for things for the first time. Each grasp of a goal is a celebration. It is an accomplishment. It is met with squeals of delight not only from this baby, but a squeal of delight from his Momma, Poppa and his Grammy.
There will come a time when he will reach for something and it will be common place. Of course, he can grasp the silverware. Of course he can grasp that ball. He won’t think twice about it and neither will I.
I think this is true when we reach for those non tangible goals also. We see them. We grasp at them and at times we actually hold on to them. How often do we celebrate them?
Lately I am considering how our lives should be a celebration. Not celebrating as in a party mode all the time, but a celebration of the fact that we are here. On this earth. In our homes. With our friends. With our family. I need to remember that all the above phrases are reasons to celebrate. To squeal with delight in my heart the joy in being able to be present in the moment.
That is now the goal I am trying to grasp. Thanks for stopping by. As always, DAF