Sunday, July 23, 2006
Possibility
Miranda Lambert
Yes, it's that song again. But I spent part of yesterday morning at my Aunt's house with my Brother, his Wife and their Son (my Nephew). I got to see a glimpse of one of the few times in ones life where everything seems possible.
I went outside and played, and watched my Brother try to impart what our Dad had taught us about how to throw and hit a baseball. I watched the little guy take in what he saw around him, and be engrossed in a few TV shows.
But the whole time, even when eating, he had the look of wonder about him. Like the whole world was his for the taking.
Alas, reality sooner than we'd like to admit seems to put limits on this wonder--at least for most people. ¶ 9:56 AM
Now I'd give anything to feel love from a child's heart again
Miranda Lambert
Yes, it's that song again. But I spent part of yesterday morning at my Aunt's house with my Brother, his Wife and their Son (my Nephew). I got to see a glimpse of one of the few times in ones life where everything seems possible.
I went outside and played, and watched my Brother try to impart what our Dad had taught us about how to throw and hit a baseball. I watched the little guy take in what he saw around him, and be engrossed in a few TV shows.
But the whole time, even when eating, he had the look of wonder about him. Like the whole world was his for the taking.
Alas, reality sooner than we'd like to admit seems to put limits on this wonder--at least for most people. ¶ 9:56 AM
