I dunno about you, but for me, that first peek at the mirror in the morning is scary. I sleep on my side, so I have one side of hair completely untouched, and then the other side, looks like a bird's nest that has fallen to the street and been smashed 27 times by cars. Hehe.
Well, this morning, after I scared myself, I racked my brain on something to write. Smile came to fore, but then I peeked back and realized I just did that a bit ago. As I was peeking thru old posts, I came across the below. It was written by a terminally ill little girl in a NYC hospital bed.
I'd posted it in 2011, so apologies, kinda, for the repeat - but it really moved me then, and after rereading this morning - moved me again. She gets it. I love her. I love you. Happy day, Victor
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask “How are you?” Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head?
You'd better slow down - Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child, “We'll do it tomorrow?” And in your haste, not see
his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die cause you never had time to call
and say,'Hi'?
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last..
When you run so fast to get somewhere you miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift.... thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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