If you're a regular follower, you know that the Secret Subject Swap is a collaboration between various bloggers. We receive secret topics from other bloggers and put our own spin on the subjects. This time, there are 15 bloggers participating. If you would like to see their subjects, I will post their blogs at the end of this post. Go have a look and leave a comment. We all love that :)
My Secret Subject was given to me by the beautiful Meg at Just a Little Nutty. She is funny, creative and kind. She also has an awesome FB page with funny antidotes, product reviews and recipes. Give her a follow or a "like".
Meg's topic for me was "There are three children sitting on a log by a stream. One jumps up pointing and shouts....."
Here we go:
Look Closely. 3 kids.
The three kids sitting on a log are mine. The youngest stood up and shouted, "I'm going to push her!" He wasn't being unkind; he was being impatient...and he was talking about me.
"Push her, I must!"
If I opened my eyes, I would be able to see my three children tapping their toes, arms crossed, and waiting for their turn. Instead, I kept my eyelids closed and let the blazing sun be the only light I could see. I could feel the heat from the day penetrate my skin; warming an already overheated body. It was the deepest part of summer; my favorite time. I was balancing on a large tree branch; my feet curled tightly around its bark. My right hand was wrapped twice around a large, gnarly rope.
I'd done it a million times; let my weight carry the rope across the wide pond. I didn't need to look. I would grasp tightly, let my feet loosen their grip from the branch and hold onto the knot at the bottom of the rope. Right at the edge of the first swing, I'd let go and fall into the deep. The the cool water would envelope me. I'd exhale under the surface, come up for air and pull the rope back for the next person waiting for their turn.
This time though, I wanted to inhale the whole experience. The way the salt tasted on my upper lip. The feel of the soft breeze swirling around my body even while I was standing still. I wanted to hear the sounds of the leaves dancing on the branches. They would keep beat with the swishing of the other trees.. If I could hear past their song, I might catch the pond's ripples, softly breathing up and down along the edge of the tall grass. Absolute heaven. All with my eyes closed. Today, I would live in that very moment. I would breathe deeply knowing how the pond would feel on my first jump of the day. There would be more than one jump, of course, but there was nothing like the first; when your hair and skin haven't yet been hugged by the water..
"I'm going to push her!!" I heard again. I suddenly remembered that there were others waiting for this kind of moment. I began to smile knowing that there was a lifetime of these same experiences in store for the children. Still, I wished this day would last forever.
Transferring my weight from the safe branch onto the bottom of the weather-ridden knot, I finally opened my eyes to take it all in...
"DO NOT PUSH HER!" I heard my husband yell. "She's not even sitting down!"
Icy air came at me and stung my cheeks. The soft blue sky that I remembered was slashed with white snow.
Two of my three kids were waiting patiently. I looked at the rope still in my hands. The thick, grassy cord was tied to a sled. It wasn't summer at all...
My eldest jumped on behind me, pulling me down; the middle child jumped on after her.
For the last time, the youngest yells, "I'm going to push her!"
My husband nods. It's a completely different sight now that I've opened my eyes.
Listening to the laughter around me, I hold the rope tightly. I know that this will also be a day to memorize.
Take it all in. Remember to breathe. Try not to blink.
Here we go...
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Happy "Spend-Today-In-The-Moment", friends :)