Points2Ponder
By Alan P. Scaglone
So many places to be at one time.
So many do’s on your to-do list…as soon as you get one done, two more pop up in its place.
Just no way to keep up…you sometimes feel like you want to get off of the merry-go-round of life!
My wife and I spend a lot of time on the
interstate—mostly driving between our “weekend”
life and our “weekday” life!
She was getting out her weekend bag to pack
for yet another trip “home”, and she said, “you know, for as much as I use this
bag, we don’t go many places!”And she is right… we spend most of our weekends with family. With our grandkids, our children, our friends, our family.
But…that also means…we drive 94 miles every Friday night and turnaround and do the same 94 miles back when the weekend is over.
It’s something we have just grown accustomed to—our jaunt between lives!
But every once in a while, I plan a “do nothing, stay in town, putz around” kind of weekend full of NO travel… none whatsoever!
And my wife loves these weekends—she looks forward to her lifetime movies marathons and her “down” time, doing nothing at all.
I have to admit—I do them for her—I know she keeps up with me, but she would rather do less more often than we “do less!”
I am the one making most of the plans—and I plan a lot and keep us busy.
But this past weekend—was one of our “putz around” weekends.
And I had it planned—every minute of it!
For me—for my wife, she could do as little or as much as she chose to—that’s our rule for these weekends—she decides the agenda and the activities.
I take care of me—and I had my own agenda.
I woke up early Saturday morning, let her sleep in, and I got dressed and headed to my favorite Cuban coffee restaurant.
I got there around 8am, and I got my cup of Cuban coffee, with just the right amount of crème, and I dunked my Cuban toast in my coffee.
I then walked around the farmer’s market—just taking in the sights, the smells, the people—and just enjoyed the “meandering” moments.
I walked through the garden that is part of the park in the center square of the city—it always has blooms and aromas that are invigorating.
I passed by the gardenias, which are in full bloom- and the aroma is phenomenal! Just reminds me of my mom—that was her favorite flower.
And then… I see it!
It is just sitting on the branch, in full bloom, with dew petals all over it.
And each petal is dipped in dew—and looks like God Himself designed each petal while creating the perfect rose.
And I paused—and I just watched it grow—not wanting anyone to cut this rose off of the branch.
It was just breathtaking—and I realized how long it’s been since… some thing, some sight actually stole my breath!
And I just stopped, took a time out, allowed myself to savor the moment—take it all in—and live in this space—just me and that rose!
And I loved it!
I really did…
It just felt like the rose represented the purity in life, untouched and unscathed by the evil and materialistic side of life.
And there it was—sometimes, we have to take a “time out”, reflect on our life before we “time back in”.
And I had to admit—I liked this down time, putzing around, by myself--just me, the gardenias and my “perfect rose!”
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Beautiful Rose, maybe, Mom saying hello.
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