A few days ago, we took our 18-month old daughter to a tucked away little beach in Malibu. That’s where I took the above photo. The beach was empty except for us, and the herd of surfers who were riding waves of paradise.
I watched my tender, innocent daughter wander through the landscape. Enjoying and observing every little thing she saw.
The sand. The driftwood. The seaweed. The rocks.
They were all simply amazing to her. And to watch her enjoy life with such an angelic, naivety was just as amazing.
I smiled. (Then, ducked down from a swooping seagull.) And then I smiled some more.
Adulthood brings with it such responsibilities, anxieties and concerns. Your heart begins to fill with worry and disappointment. You block people from entering your heart…because…you have been burned too many times in the past.
Then something magical happens. A little girl arrives here on planet earth. With her pink skin, and squinty eyes, she breathes her own air for the first time. And you feel your heart open like a door that’s been sealed shut for centuries.
Time continues to move forward. You get older. And so does your little darling. But, instead of the door closing, it just opens wider and wider. Until…you realize that your heart is filling up with so much love, that you are almost forced to give just as much love back to the world.
I am still a bit rough around the edges. I continue to work on my temper. And, I can probably be a bit more understanding of other’s shortcomings.
Has my heart evolved into something that I would never have thought possible?
You’re damn right it has.
My heart has become an open vessel for everything beautiful that the world has to offer…
….all thanks to the little munchkin who runs away with my cell phone at least 10 times a day. 🙂