With just 6 more sleeps ’til Christmas Eve (yippee!), I’m sure you’re engaged in all the pre-Christmas activities that need doing – just like me. I’m not a completely-consumed-with-materialistic ‘Christmas-musts’ shopping monster, but I am a MOM and I love surprises and yummy food and clean sheets and a cozy home, ready for the fam. And…I tend not to stop to relax as much as I probably should because I love to busy myself with being productive
. Can you relate?!?!
I popped into an Ace hardware store the other day. “Ace is the place with the helpful hardware man,” if you haven’t seen the ad and perhaps it’s not in your region or country, but I’m sure you have a place like this. It’s not a big-box, impersonal sort-of place, but more of an old-fashioned stop where you’ll always find a large number of grey-haired shoppers. I think they like Ace because it’s a little bit of yesterday with up-to-the-date handyman stuff along with hands-on help and a little bit of everything else.
You know you’re a real grown-up girl when you get excited just to take 5 long and uninterrupted minutes to browse their unbelievable cleaning supply aisle. (sick, I know!) Like ‘gourmet treats’ for Mrs. Clean. Every odd- and-end hard-to-find cleaning item and tool all the other stores often don’t carry. I know you know what I’m talkin’ about.
Then! This jaw-dropping scene stopped me dead in my tracks. It was almost a holy moment as I stared, pondering the fantasy wonderland before my eyes, conjuring up memories of simpler times in years gone by.
I even turned to an older gentlemen with a handle-bar mustache standing next to me, apparently sensing the same enchanted aura about us…
“Don’tcha just love these?!” I asked excitedly.
“Oh, yeah!” He replied.
We stood there silently, just looking.
I was thinking how, back in the day, my five little boys would have gone nuts watching that gigantic, festive, mini-train-city scene.
Time marches on like a locomotive, garnering speed and momentum as we grow older. Drink in these moments with your little ones.
Reminds me of one of my favorite songs by John Mayer. I always cry when I hear him sing this:
“Stop this train
I want to get off and go home again
I can’t take the speed it’s moving in
I know I can’t but honestly won’t someone stop this train
So scared of getting older
I’m only good at being young
So I play the numbers game to find a way to say that life has just begun
Had a talk with my old man
Said help me understand
He said turn 68, you’ll renegotiate
Don’t stop this train
Don’t for a minute change the place you’re in
Don’t think I couldn’t ever understand
I tried my hand
John, honestly we’ll never stop this train
Stop this train
I want to get off and go home again
I can’t take the speed it’s moving in
I know I can’t but honestly won’t someone stop this train.”