Do you, like me, envy the enthusiasm and joy of children?
This weekend, I got to see my twin boys roller skate for the first time. One took the plastic walker they offered and took a tight grip on it. Then, he carefully navigated the rink, rolling one foot at a time, a couple inches at a time.
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The other twin grabbed the white walker thing and went bumbling towards the rink. His long, skinny legs went everywhere but he just powered on. “Look how fast I can go, mom!” He said as he went, limbs bending and twisting, flying down the lane.
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Though they both approached this new thing in different ways, they approached it so passionately. They were all in. It’s how they do everything.
I admire and want the light they shine in this world to inspire my own. This foray into skating inspired today’s poem. May the passion children bring light the world.
I see
the passion
with which
you navigate
all the spaces
of your life,
and sometimes
I am admittedly…
a bit jealous.
You show up
so honest,
so real.
I hope you
never lose that.
Sometimes
you enter a room
as if to say:
“Watch out
world,
I am here
to shine.”
Other times
you enter a room
as if to say:
“I’m watching
world,
drinking in all
the light
you offer me.”
Still other times
you enter a room
with tears in your eyes
as if to say:
“I’m hurting
world,
but
I’m
still
here.”
I hope you
know
no matter
how
you enter,
whatever room
you enter,
I am here
admiring
you
for being
you…
And praying
for your
light
to inspire
my own.
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