Breathe in, Breathe out
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
It seems that life is about breathing. When you are born you take your first breath, when you learn to swim , you hold you breath, when you fall in love your breath is taken away , when you are angry you take deep breaths and lastly when you die you are breathless.
I don't remember being born but I do remember I walked into this life through the smoke that a lawnmower makes when it is turned on over a pile of dirt. When i was younger I would make believe that i was entering another dimension, a new world if I walked thru that cloud of dust. I held my breath and closed my eyes. I was taken somewhere else. I was popular, good looking, and very talented. I never came back because that is the life I live now. LOL
In sixth grade I was 5'7" and i had to learn to swim in 3 feet of water. I was terrified of water especially deep water. I held my breath but was scared to put my entire head underwater.
I fell in love with my best friend. She was a little girl from the apartments next door. She had blond hair and hazel eyes. She took my breath away. I was 11 when I first kissed her.
Since my son became a teenager, I have had to not only bite my tongue, put myself in time-out, but have taken one million deep breaths to calm down!
As I approach the Christmas season, these memories are my gifts to you and to myself. Remember to breathe, breathe deeply and smell the cinnamon rolls baking, breathe in the smell of flowers at the grocery store and try not to breathe to hard after that 5k you call a marathon...
c u around the playground.
Dad for Life