The theme this week is to share an important quote and what it means to you. (Click on the pic to take you to others' quotes).
I guess I'm *loosely* following the theme, because in one book I read last Christmas there were two that really stood out. I'm sorry it's a bit lengthy, but I've bolded the quotes if you only have time to skim. It explains a bit about my journey with Tyler. Here you go:
I wonder if all people wish for a Walden, a philosophical retreat where the sounds of nature are the only accompaniment and meditation can rule supreme. A few years may be too much to hope for, especially for a wife and mother of a young family. A few minutes per day, maybe even twenty, now that’s realistic. Although I disagree with Mr. Thoreau on a number of points (that old people have nothing useful to tell us, the whole farmer thing, et al), I have found that reading Walden has me wishing for a new pair of eyes - eyes that can strip life down to its barest essentials, its plainest truths and revel in them. I know I will have to retrain my eyes to truly see and myself to truly live.
The section "What I Lived For" helped me to begin this process. Thoreau tells us, "To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts." We can allow the day to affect the quality in us – there is no difficulty in this, but to seize the day and will it to be affected by us, and so affect its quality accordingly – that is when miracles happen. This is truly living.
My days began to affect me more and more, I was overcome with grief and a lack of understanding – how could something so terrible happen to such an innocent child, to his family? This was no way to live, and I realized it even more by reading that simple section in Walden.
Standing off to one side, I might only see the glint of the blade that presents misery and grief; or on the other side, a denial of all that is happening, thus missing an opportunity to grasp the present moment. Facing it straight on, I can see that this is a time to cherish, a difficult time to be sure, but an amazing gift nonetheless. I have realized how important a role family plays in my life and the lives of my husband and children. I know how precious each minute is when the next might slip away as the last. Each minute spent with my son, holding him (even though he is 14 years old), talking with him, and loving him is deliberate.