Saturday, June 20, 2009
Tomorrow is your day. Enjoy it. Put away the BlackBerry and the briefcase. Close the laptop. Turn off ESPN. Let the day roll by in slow motion.
Look. At your kids. Study them. Their smiles, their eyes, their elbows, their pinky toes.
Listen. To the laughter, the songs, the complaints, the phone-call from far away.
Taste. The food you make or order. That mid-afternoon beer (or four) you more than deserve. The moment that is fleeting.
Feel. The little hand clutching yours. The grips of that stroller you won't need much longer. The pride that you've done a good job so far.
Smell. The sizzling bacon. The Play-Doh. The Sunday air.
Tomorrow is your day. Yes, there are hours to bill and bills to pay. There always will be. But this is your most important job. A job you won't lose in a bad economy. A job you can't quit in a good one. The best job.