Hyper vigilant ...

Love is such a funny thing sometimes.

Its easy to love pretty things that feel and smell and sound good, things that appeal to our senses. All of life does not always feel or smell pleasant. It is a difficult task to teach a child love because we as parents need to teach the children to love all of life.

When my children were small we lived on a dead end street and the children all played between the houses in the street. Kick ball and run the bases and that sort of thing in between weaving bikes and big wheels, a little brother often fell only to be scooped to his feet by a bigger boy, and on his way again.

Because I had so many children, and perhaps because I was hyper vigilant for all the children, I would call them all to the porch to sit and watch the garbage men come down the narrow street with the big truck. On a hot summer day there might be a box of frozen pops for the neighborhood gang while we whistled and clapped and cheered for the garbage men who sometimes grabbed a cool drink from the hose, much to the amazement and delight of the cheering crowd of on lookers.

Garbage men rock. They rock heavy smelly trash hour after hour every day. Not many have gotten cheered, but Im nutz like that.

Be nutz.

Be Hyper vigilant in finding reasons to love the over looked and your life will be filled with love, like mine.

Heart In Hand
~Thinking Good Things At You©

Lucy D


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