Life is to fast for me. I hurry, I rush, I speed, I hasten my steps... Everyday things go unnoticed by me simply because life is too fast.

 photos from: Joy, Light, Life

photos from: Joy, Light, Life

Life is to fast for me to notice the little things, and often I don't know what I am missing until it is long past. I am all for being productive...but am I missing the beautiful gifts around me because of the speeding life I live? Is it really worth it? Is it worth missing the children's laughter? Is it worth missing the blooming wildflowers? Is it worth missing the kiss of my lover? Is it worth any of it?

Now I lay upon the grass, I ponder this all and sigh. I can hear Zechariah's breath deepen as he starts to fall asleep. I lay my head upon his chest and slowly we drift off to sleep together beneath the stars.