It's a vicious cycle really. I love to play with her, but I sort of lull off after a while. But today I realized something as I watched Zoey make her blocks come to life...
These are the best days of my life!
Today is not anything special, it's not even a particularly great day, but these moments are priceless. If I were to die tomorrow I would not miss the puzzle I did or the dishes in the sink. However, I would miss my daughter's laugh and the way she builds towers to rescue a friend from the top.
This is what I thought about as I sat in the floor with my daughter. I could get up and read or write and honestly that's exactly what I want to do. And yet, I stayed on the floor for almost an hour playing and imagining with Zoey and her blocks. It's even nice, with this perspective, to just sit, listen to music and be together.
I pray, quite often actually, that I live a long, healthy life and to watch Zoey grow up. However, even if that prayer does happen, Zoey will not be young forever and I will want to remember all of the little moments we spend together building towers and watching them fall.
One thing I have come to realize in my "old" age, is that we aren't going to be around forever and things always change. I want to use the good china now, I want to wear that special piece of jewelry just because, I want to use all the crayons and eat the good chocolate. I don't want to wait until tomorrow because you never know what tomorrow has in store.
I hope I can teach these thoughts to Zoey. I want to live life with no regret. I want to reach out an grab life, not try to survive it.
Do I always feel this strongly about this? No. Sometimes I don't even want to get out of bed. Nonetheless, the thought is always there in the back of my mind, often motivating me to get up and do more.
So the point is--go live the best days of your life. Because that day is happening right now.