I am reminded of this every year when one of our many neighbors seems to always have a baby in the late summer or fall. We go to visit the new bundle of joy, take over the customary gift basket, wave to mom and dad every day as they walk by with the stroller, and generally feel good about life and its many blessings.
And then winter hits and we don't see these people again for six months. In the spring, their babies are no longer pink and blue bundles -- these little folks have transformed into walking, talking toddlers in what seems a blink of an eye. And I think, holy crap, where does the time go?
One of my friends sent me an email this week that said:
Five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
I would add one more, with apologies to Michael Pollan, whom I am totally ripping this off from and making it my own:
6. Eat good food. Not too much. Especially Cheese.
And for the love of god, please think spring. I really do want to see my neighbors again.