Sunday, July 20, 2008

Live for the Moment

Well I am again going to talk about how important it is to enjoy every single day. While going through all of my belongings, I came across my sacred shell collection. I have shells from Bali, Malaysia, Hong Kong, The Philippines, Australia, and these are just naming a few. Each of the shells are sealed in a bag and labelled carefully. I sat and looked at them for a few moments, and memories came flooding back to when and where they each came from. I then thought about what I would do with them. I decided that taking them to another country may be risky, as they are fragile and decided it would be best if I left them in my box of special things which will remain in Australia in my in-laws basement. The girls had then found me and of course had to check the shells out. "Can we play them Mommy?" I was reluctant to answer as I wanted to protect my shells. I then stopped myself. Hey, why can't they play with them? In fact, why not dump them out and so we can enjoy their true beauty. SO I took them outside and placed them along the window ledge, where the kids can touch them. In a few weeks time I can re-evaluate what I will do next with them. Until then, they are on display. Why should we hide and protect gems and save them for a precious day that may never come. Whether it's wearing my special shoes that I had made in Vietnam, or examining my coral that I collected in the past, I can honestly say that my children are the real gifts, and I get to enjoy them every day.



2 comments:

Marion said...

Nik:
You are so right, kids are the most precious gift of all. You have to enjoy and savour every minute, because the next thing you know, they are leaving the nest and off to start a new adventure!

Lara said...

Dear Nicole, I loved your story about the shells. As you know, I have a shell collection too. It is not as exotic as yours, though. Mine are mainly from beaches in Sydney, the Gold Coast and from the shores along the NSW North Coast. I grew up on a beach in Sydney and had many adventures with my sister. Sometimes we were lost on a deserted island and other days we were tribal women hunting for food for our family. Shells were plentiful on that beach and we used them as cups, bowls and ornaments in our beach huts. There were no fake plastic food and utensils in our roleplaying.
Lara xx