“What was wonderful about childhood is that anything in it was a wonder. It was not merely full of miracles; it was a miraculous world” ~ G. K. Chesterton
I remember thinking about being a parent and never feeling that I was cut out to be one. I have 3 younger siblings that I use to help babysit in the summer and I really felt that I was more the career person. Corporate America was more the life I wanted to live. I had friends that had children and loved playing with them yet I was convinced that parenthood wasn’t for me.
Regardless there I was a few years later expecting a baby girl. Over the 9 months I was her only companion I grew very close to that little person that had yet to enter the world. I imagined all the things we would do together and all the potential she would have. Last November that little girl turned 26 and I love her more today than I ever imagined.
G.K. Chesterton is so right; childhood can be a time lived in a miraculous world for many. It is a time that anything is possible. However, I at 52 I do believe and still feel it is a miraculous world. While the world may be filled with some painful events there are others miracles happening around us.
So I say that when we look for the beauty in the world, when we set out to make a difference, when we surround ourselves with individuals and organizations that are making a difference we are living in a miraculous world regardless of our age. In this moment we are creating beauty.