This morning I took my parents and my little four year old nice to the airport on their way to a vacation time abroad. My little nice was so exited about it all.
The night before, while it was still about 11 PM, she kept coming to my room to ask me how much longer it would take before they could go to the airplane and flight to the beach. She would walk in almost every three minutes and ask me the same question “how many hours till we go”. And I would answer her with the same words, “four hours, sweetie”.
To her, minutes felt like hours, and in her wondering mind, that is all they were – minutes!
Well, I have to confess, it took me only some “minutes” with her to be reminded of the wonderful power of wonder in all of us.
Wow, great article! So short and yet full of emotions! It’s really curious how slowly time passes while we’re waiting for something we look forward to. And it’s also true that minutes of hours fly so quick while we are enjoying that great time we have looked forward too.
It’s all about time! It’s difficult to always catch it, hold it, enjoy it! Sometimes we just worry about time going away so fast, without really enjoying what we are actually living.
I’m sure the little niece of yours has enjoyed every moment waiting for the right moment to the way on her vacation, because she never understood what “four hours” meant, and hope kept holding her until the last moment that those “four hours” were just “four something”. Number four is not much of a waiting if you think it’s minutes, or seconds 🙂
Sometimes it’s good to just focus on the most positive side of reality, and her was just “number four” 🙂
I hope your parents and niece had a good and safe trip and that they are enjoying every moment of their vacation. God be with them!