We are not meant to hold onto time.
We are meant to let it go.
Like a cold lemon-aid popsicle on a hot summer day.
To be in the moment and cherish each bite as it melts away.
To fill each moment with simple joy and gratitude.
Not thinking and worrying about the future or the past.
Just allowing the cold sweetness to be your only thought.
Today, I tried my best to control each moment and failed.
Worrying and fretting. About everything.
Now, with three boys asleep, I will pull a popscicle out of the freezer and remember....
I can't control time and it is my choice how to spend each moment.
We are meant to let it go.
To be in the moment and cherish each bite as it melts away.
To fill each moment with simple joy and gratitude.
Today, I tried my best to control each moment and failed.
Worrying and fretting. About everything.
Now, with three boys asleep, I will pull a popscicle out of the freezer and remember....
I can't control time and it is my choice how to spend each moment.
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