Be still my silly Heart

Be still my little heart.

The hardest thing to ever do is stay put. To keep your feet from moving and chasing the wind. To reach for the stars by flying to the moon.

The hardest thing to ever do is to be still.

When you feel that you are young and that the world is at your feet;
When you feel you have more energy and sugar high than toddlers combined;
When you feel like Superman and you can fly;

When you can dance in the rain for hours;
When you can stay awake for more than 48 hours of pure drive..

When you feel like jumping and starting anew...
When you feel like the world revolves twice faster than before.
When your child grows before your eyes and it feels that only yesterday she was just a baby.

But as everything in this world, all becomes clear when the dust settles. It is when we learn that we have grown a bit older than we are. Wiser than we'd ever admit. Stronger than before.

We realize that the answers are not in the wind. But in our hearts.

And so we begin to stay still. And watch the leaves fall and listen to the chimes sing as the wind goes by. And we watch the colors of the sky change and feel the soft hugs of our little one. And we speak with no words, cry without tears, smile without reason.

And we understand that finally, we learn what patience means.

And finally, we have come full circle.