Don’t blink

I watched a man glumly walking what must have been a very small baby in the covered stroller he pushed around a nearby park the other evening.

It appeared to me that the world seemed very heavy for him, as it seems to many people now.

I wondered just why he was so glum. It wasn’t my business, of course, but I was curious, wishing his worries could be eased, somehow.

Maybe the baby wasn’t sleeping through the night yet. Maybe he’d recently lost his job.

Or perhaps, I thought, in a ridiculous possibility (but who knows?) that this was his fifteenth child and he had only planned on a few.

Hopefully, his glumness was only temporary.

Maybe it was just the heat of the night that had fried his spirits and sent him fleeing an un-air-conditioned home for the relative coolness and hoped-for distractions at the park.

The child he was pushing in the stroller had entered life, and his own, about three months ago, I guessed.

And then I realized that this moment in his life, and this time in my own, were like the opposite bookends of parenting.

Our younger child is about three months away from walking out of our daily lives and into the next phase of his own.

Matt starts college in September, and oh, how rapidly our years as parents have gone.

Our daughter had her turn in college a few years ago. She’s starting to look ahead to graduate school after a few years of working, paying her own way and finding out what she really loves to do.

I wanted to say to the dad who looked so weary, “I know today is tiring. I know the road of parenting, at this moment, seems long. But as good friends once advised us, don’t blink. It’ll be over far sooner than you know. And you’ll wish to have them back when these days are done.”

My husband shared the “Don’t blink” advice when he was the speaker for a graduating class at our children’s elementary and middle school.

“Don’t blink,” he advised the students and their parents as this class headed off to high school. “The next four years will fly by far faster than you could ever guess now.”

Each precious day throughout life brings joys and challenges of its own.

The parade of parenting moments, hours, days, years doesn’t last forever, even though, as parents, we sometimes wish they would.

The time goes fast. Soon the all-important parenting role is largely over, captured in a series of photographs, a movie patched together from moments and years, now flown.

The same thing can be said about anything in our lives, I suppose.

Don’t blink.

It will be over far sooner than you know.

Sometimes even a word (or two) will do

A word can be a sentence, and three words (or fewer) can be an entire paragraph.

And if you have or have had a teenager, you, especially, know this to be true.

There often isn’t a lot our son, a new high school graduate on his way to college soon, feels that he needs to say.

I don’t push it. I’ve learned not to.

One day as he prepared for finals a few weeks ago, he and I had been parallel-tracking all day, he busy with his work in his room, me busy with mine in my office.

At some point, I felt the void of communication, even though I know it’s just the way it is at this stage. I sometimes miss the chattiness, the sharing of his earlier years. But there’s no bringing it back, and there’s no stopping time.

Knowing all that, I still sought a brief connection with Matt this particular evening. I knocked on his door, feeling a bit impish.

I waited for sounds of acknowledgment of any kind, then opened the door and waited for more…eye contact.

And this is how the conversation went:

“Yeah?” (Matt)

“I’m seeking human contact,” (me, pausing).

“Yeah.”

“Do we have it?”

“Yeah.”

I smiled and closed the door.

It was enough.

Sometimes a little can say a lot.

Communication and caring – with whomever you’re trying to reach – often doesn’t take much.

Sometimes a moment will do.

Forget yourself

Among recent thought-provoking quotes I’ve found, I love this one most of all:

Develop interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music – the world is so rich, simply throbbing with splendid treasures, beautiful souls, and interesting people. Forget yourself.
Henry Miller

What about you?

What interests help you most to forget about your troubles, your fears, and sometimes, your goals and aspirations, too?

How can you most naturally get immersed in the moment, free of the past, free of the future?

As hard as it may be to do, in ways that are satisfying to you, as often as you can, fill yourself with the present.

Why wait for tomorrow? You can change the world today

It’s common to want to make an impact in a big way with one’s time and talents.

And it’s common to miss the small, daily opportunities each of us has to make a difference.

The subject came up in a book club meeting recently.

This group of about ten women had read and were discussing a book we loved, Let the Great World Spin, by Colum McCann.

One member of the group asked, as we talked about a character who was quite selfless and had a big positive impact in others’ lives, “How can we make a difference in the world? There’s not a lot we can do in the jobs and lives we have.”

She was searching for ways of making a huge, high-impact difference in many people’s lives, all at the same time.

“There ways to have a positive impact where you are, right now,” I said.

“Who knows? You’ve probably made a difference in someone else’s life by an example you set, or by something encouraging you said at a time when they needed it most. And you may never know that you had that impact,” I suggested to her.

She paused, and thought back to her own experience, realizing its truth from the receiving side. Her husband passed away within the past year after a nine-year struggle with a serious illness. Many people surrounded them during that time, and have since, trying to help them, and ease their burden.

What I think my friend may not realize is how much she and her family gave many people in their example of grace, courage, and yet, strong and positive spirits in the face of such daunting circumstances.

Many of us know, I’m sure, what a relief it is to receive much-needed help from a caring friend at a time when we’re experiencing great life challenges.

That encouragement can make a huge difference with smaller challenges, too. These smaller opportunities crop up far more frequently.

You know such moments, such as when a friend seems discouraged, but doesn’t mention it, feeling her concern may not be important enough to take others’ time with it.

Or when a neighbor, normally upbeat, seems depleted, distracted.

And we can be helpful in these ways to strangers, too.

I will never forget one older woman in New York, and such a moment.

Physically frail and with poor eyesight, she was shuffling down the wintry street, alone. She was struggling to get to an appointment at a building she’d never visited before.

Meanwhile, my daughter, 13, and I were hustling down the street, enjoying the festivity of New York City at the holidays, engrossed in a full schedule, high energy, happy chatter.

And while I wasn’t really aware of the people around us, for some reason, I noticed the struggling, solitary old woman.

“Could you help me find this building?” she asked, exasperated, a bit sad, a bit desperate at her solitary plight.

I hesitated, unsure how long it would take, knowing how much Anne and I were trying to get done in our rapid-cycle trip.

But I stopped. How could I not help this old woman struggling down a busy New York street, alone?

Ultimately, helping her didn’t take long, at all, of course.

And far from taking away from the experience of our time in New York, it only added to it. I’ve never been able to forget her, what she said to me, and her thankfulness.

As she’d taken the arm I offered her for steadiness, and we started to slowly, quietly search for the building in the midst of the hustle and bustle that surrounded us, she said, “No one will stop to help! Everyone is so busy! They go so fast!”

It was so easy for me to help her, and it made the city a little more accessible, a little less angry for her, the day a little less alone.

I probably have my mother to thank for the fact that I even noticed her, and her need for help.

When we were growing up, Mom would say at dinner almost every evening, “What did you do to help the world today?”

The point she was making – and I’m now thankful she did – was that the help we provide others may not be life-changing for thousands of people at a time (or maybe it is).

But there is something we can do, right where we are, helping the people we encounter.

The point is, don’t wait for great, big world-changing events, or high-profile, celebrity-filled fundraising appeals.

Keep your eyes and ears open. There’s someone around you now who could use a little bit of your talent, your time, your encouragement.

And it would be easy not to notice.

Start today, in some small way, to make the world a better place.

There’s an opportunity around you now, somewhere right where you live.

Only a few decades and yet…

Only a few decades and yet…

Originally uploaded by jcgr

Some things change and some things stay the same.

Here a Sacramento city street scene from the 40′s or 50′s (car buffs, which is it?) is contrasted with the reflection of a street scene from 2010.

How is it true in your world that some things are changing – perhaps even rapidly – yet some things will always stay the same?

The mixed emotions of reaching major milestones

Our son’s last day of high school is tomorrow.

Well, he does have finals ahead next week. And then graduation is just after that.

It’s all happening so quickly now.

Everything has been happening quickly this year, as it did when our daughter was a senior.

The time, from a parent’s perspective, absolutely flew.

I asked Matt tonight as he was heading to bed, “How do you feel about your last day of high school? Are you excited? Sad?”

I paused, letting the feelings just be what they were, for each of us.

“Or maybe you’re feeling a mix of emotions. Often at these times, we do,” I suggested, reflecting privately on my own mix of emotions at this momentous time in his life, and ours, too.

How about you?

What emotions occur to you, when you recall having reaching major life or work milestones?

Do you recall a combination of excitement when looking ahead, tinged with wistfulness, as you looked back and realized what was ending, too?

It is possible to feel many different emotions, all at the same time.

Change often means you’re gaining something, while giving up something, too.

Clipping along



Running along at a rapid clip

Originally uploaded by jcgr

Zipping along, clipping along.

Places to get to.

Things to get done.

No time to waste, you can bet.

But to make that clipping along, zipping along work as well as it must and it can, make sure that you take even a few minutes for yourself.

Take a deep breath.

Pause, and refresh in a way that works for you.

In the short- and long-run, as well, pause and refresh time is time that will serve you well.

Persistence


Persistence, originally uploaded by jcgr.

Against all odds, a plant thrives in a traffic island.

No matter that it’s a thistle, a weed.

How DOES it thrive, against all odds, in a place where it’s not even supposed to be alive?

Is there a challenge you’re facing in which you might not expect to do well…until you remember the hearty thistle, thriving against all odds?

“Get involved”

Our son heads off to college in the fall. He doesn't have to make a commitment to one college until May 1, but he already knows where he wants to go.

He's hoped for almost two years that he'd be going there, since he first set foot on the campus during a college tour.

And as parents, we're trying to help him prepare in the last few ways we can before he heads off to the dorm in the fall.

I thought a visit with a friend's daughter, who is a sophomore at the same school, might help. We met her for lunch yesterday. Jessica absolutely loves it, and cannot imagine leaving at the end of two more short years.

We asked, "What advice do you have about having a great experience here?"

"Get involved," she said simply, and with conviction.

That's always good advice, no matter what life experience you're preparing to have.

Think back on your own life.

Consider a time when you "got involved" in something you really cared about.

- How different was your experience of that time, that group and what you achieved with your time and talents?

- What did you learn in that highly involved state?

- Did that experience help you at some other time in your life?

Now think of a time when you were a more passive participant in what was going on.

Perhaps you went through the motions of the role.

Maybe you didn't really care about what you were doing, who you were working with, or who you were doing the work for.

It's probably a time when you did your part, but never really gave it your "all."

- What are your memories of that experience, that time in your life, and what you learned about yourself and your talents in that role?

Remember the advice.

Find your place.

Make your way.

Make a commitment to something you care a lot about.

Get involved.

Grow new opportunities

Watching the Olympics drives the lesson home:

You make many of your own opportunities, and for others, adapting well to whatever happens is the best course.

Here's what a few others have to say about opportunities and growth:

You can't build a reputation on what you are going to do.
Henry Ford

Life is not advancement. It is growth. It does not move upward, but expands outward, in all directions.
Russell G. Alexander

A wise man will make more opportunities than he finds.
Sir Francis Bacon