Make it count

Tonight I had a long conversation with my daughter about her day. She went on and on about art class. While she was talking I couldn't help but notice her enthusiasm and emphasis on her experience.  She constantly pushed her hair behind her ears and used her hands a lot while she was explaining. She is growing up everyday and so often I take for granted these small moments with her. I'm always in a rush, always have something to do. But tonight, I took the time. God gave me a glimpse of her soul, of the sweet innocence that is my daughter. To her, the world is still new. I envy that. I miss looking at the world with her curiosity and excitement. Made me realize that it's okay to slow down. Also made me feel guilty for not taking more time for my girl. Mental note: make time, because there is always, always, always time for what truly matters.