Sunday, September 5, 2010


Naomi and I will be trekking back to St. Louis, Mo and Petersburg, Il in a couple of weeks, and I am scrambling to discover the best way to safely and efficiently travel on a nearly 4 hour flight with a 6 month old by myself.  I'm sure it will be interesting - I'll have to blog about our adventures when we get back.

Anyway, while I was thinking about this massive process, I mentioned to Michael that Naomi and I were going to stay on the plane until everyone had removed themselves so we don't have to fight "traffic".

As I was mentioning this, I came to this question:  Why is it necessary for ALL passengers to rush for the exits once a plane has landed?  Do we not realize that we all really, truly will get off the airplane at one point or another? 

For that matter, why is it that in most "group" situations - movie theaters, concerts, planes, meeting famous people - people are in a rush to get to where they are going?  Are we all really in that big of a hurry?  I don't really think so. 

Is this an American problem, or does this happen in other cultures too?  Is it just the American public that does everything fast, wants everything immediately, and don't take a second to stop and smell the roses? 

Take a moment.  When was the last time you just stopped and actually relaxed?  No TV, no electronics of any kind (maybe some music - whatever).  Maybe a book?  Talking with an old friend?  Hanging out by the pool? 

As my life has gotten busier and busier, I've been looking for ways to really and truly take a moment out each day and just be.  I don't think that people just look at things and say, "I don't have to do that right now - the world will not end if that isn't done".

Since I've had Naomi, I've discovered myself thinking a lot about death, and the mortality of our beings.  I'll see my family laughing together (or napping together, as of recently), and think how in just a brief moment can drastically change everything.  I try to find something little every day to fulfill the requirement of taking a moment to breathe.  My favorite activity is sitting with Naomi for awhile before she goes to bed in a recliner and singing songs together.  Dinner, dishes, and homework can wait - time needs to be taken out for just her and I.

What matters to me is that society needs to stop hustling around - pushing and shoving our way through life - and stop to reflect on how to improve our lives and the lives of people around us.  How great would it be if people started doing that?

To bad you have to go to another continent to observe this type of behavior in a society.

(PS - I wrote this blog while watching 'The Men Who Stare At Goats'.  Dumb movie.)
(PPS - Naomi's going to be getting teeth soon, as evidenced by her ever growing screaming fits.  She got her lung capacity from her mamma.)