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Perfect Moment Monday: The Next Generation

Maybe you’ve heard me talk about my sisters once or twice. We kinda like each other. What’s more, we even like our parents.

And because we five like being in each others’ company, about once a year we finagle the chance to drag along our husbands and children for The Sake of Family Togetherness.

Which we did over Labor Day weekend in the Rocky Mountains. Like 6 years ago — when Tami’s husband Gino was recovering from full paralysis — again we had guitars, puzzles, hikes, and trips to the liquor store.

And this time, the addition of my niece, now 20 months old. Eleana is Tami’s daughter.

Ross, Sheri’s son, has just about doubled in height since that 2007 gathering. He can practically rest his chin on my head now (I am not short). He is the brother of Jake and Ben; all three are my beloved nephews (as is Dominic, Tami’s son).

Below was a tender moment I got to witness between one sister’s near-grown son and my other sister’s toddler daughter. Imagine the smell of the pines, the momentary crisp air after months of hot-hot-hot, the anticipation of the steaks that the men had on the nearby grill. All that was part of this perfect moment observing these two sweet souls exploring nature.

Scene at Colorado mountain pond

Sweet simple perfection.

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A happy moment will seed ten thousand more.Notes from the Universe.

Which explains why it’s in my interest (and yours) to notice perfect moments.

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Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

On the last Monday of each month we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

To participate in Perfect Moment Monday:

  • Follow LavenderLuz.com.
  • Write up your own Perfect Moment and post it on your blog (or other site).
  • Use LinkyTools below to enter your name (or blog name), the URL of your Perfect Moment post, and a thumbnail image if desired.
  • Visit the Perfect Moments of others and let the writers know you were there with some comment currency.

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Perfect Moment Monday: Dross into gold

I should have been suspicious when the tent showed up on our front porch in May, shipped from Costco. Weeks later, the UPS guy dropped off several sleeping mats, also from Costco. What was this? Could it be that my husband was conniving to take our family on a camping trip?

Why would he do this to me, take me out of my natural habitat (indoors) and plop me into the wilds? Why would he do this to our kids, tear them away from their screens and electrical power? Why would he do this to himself — deal with all the whining and gnashing of teeth that was sure to ensue?

Not to mention the children’s.

Mid-month we rectified our family’s Nature Deficit Disorder and I got outside my comfort zone. We spent the weekend at a campground near Estes Park, CO. Was the weekend amazing, reminiscent of a Brady Bunch episode, a string of pearly perfect moments?

Mmmmmmmm…..no.

The weekend was fraught with tension, arguments, frustration, and even a little blood. We had delay after delay getting started on Friday afternoon and therefore got to the campground long after dusk, hungry and cranky. Finding our designated spot and setting up by moonlight was a challenge.¬†Putting together a tent for the first time by flashlight was a challenge. And finding kindling in the dark was a challenge.¬† To cap things off, our mats didn’t fully inflate on first use, meaning we essentially slept on the cold hard ground on a night the temperature got down to 48 degrees.

The next day there were fatigue-induced spats about, well everything. But there was also swimming, eating ice cream in town, and each kid choosing a trip memento.

Said memento brought Reed much joy but was eventually the cause of the bloodletting. He’d chosen a small pocket knife and Roger showed him how to whittle, which he did happily much of the afternoon. Until his attention wandered for a moment and he sliced his thumb (turned out to be only a few layers deep). Big commotion.

It was exhausting. I wasn’t feeling very perfect moment-y for much of the weekend.

Yet there were some idyllic components.

Our site was delightful. (And not just because my husband got up early to build a fire, cook breakfast, and have coffee waiting.)

camping in Colorado

We had friendly neighbors.

deer at campground

Bambi and her kin frolicked all day right in front of us, replacing the Saturday cartoons and sports shows as our entertainment.

Tessa demonstrated her flair for fashion, even while roughing it. Not much chance of blending in had it become necessary to camouflage ourselves.

fahncy pahnts for cahmping

At 8000 feet, our view of the day sky was a clarified hue of blue.

mountain sky

Later that evening after we’d cooked and cleaned up and assembled s’mores, I realized we had been building our family narrative story by story. We sat in our camp chairs with faces aglow, bonded by shared anecdotes that we’ll tell through the ages, maybe to people who don’t even exist yet.

colorado camp fire

That expansive thought, which entered my mind as I saw the light flickering on my loved ones’ faces, ignited my perfect moment, turning all that other dross into gold.

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A happy moment, Lori, will seed ten thousand more.Notes from the Universe.

This was a message in my emailbox awhile back. And it explains why it’s in my interest (and yours) to notice perfect moments.

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Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

On the last Monday of each month we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

To participate in Perfect Moment Monday:

  • Follow LavenderLuz.com.
  • Write up your own Perfect Moment and post it on your blog (or other site).
  • Use LinkyTools below to enter your name (or blog name), the URL of your Perfect Moment post, and a thumbnail image if desired.
  • Visit the Perfect Moments of others and let the writers know you were there with a comment.

With your Perfect Moment post , you may place this button on your blog (in the post, on the sidebar, or both).What Perfect Moment have you recently been aware of?


Perfect Moment Monday: Reed guest posts

Not to be left out, Reed asked to follow in the footsteps of his sister and today he makes his writing debut on this blog. As so often happens within loving relationships, one person’s perfect moment leads to another’s.

Reed says:

My perfect moment this month was when I was picking out a present for my mom in Keystone. I wanted to find a gift that she would love and would make her feel good — no, great! I thought to myself, I want something that says “Mom.”

Then I looked to left and there it was! Guess what? It said “Mom.” Literally.

I started asking — no, not asking but BEGGING my Grandma to get it and then finally she said YES!

When we get back to the lodge I turn on the TV to give Grandma and Grandpa a break while my parents worked at a conference. A couple hours later my mom walks in the door looking wiped out. I dash up to her and give her a hug. I have the box hidden in my hand and I reach up and say, Mom, something is coming out of your ear!

…and then I give her box with the necklace. I felt joy when I saw the expiration on her face because I knew she loved it. I felt great knowing she loved it.

She picked me up and held me tight. When she does that I call her Mommy and hold her tight right back.

It had been an emotional few days. The annual conference I’d run at the mountain resort for the last 7 years was always a grueling few days, but in addition this month I was dealing with the fact that it was my last time. My job would end when the conference ended.

I schlepped my tired self up the hill to enter our mountain condo and unslung the laptop from my shoulder. My parents were having snacks on the deck and the kids were watching some inane show with a too-loud soundtrack. Uncharacteristically, Reed jumped up from his divot on the couch, stopping when he got into my space.

“Bend down, Mom,” he commanded, also uncharacteristically.

I lowered myself for a perfunctory hug (this perfect moment sneaked up on me) and he got an impish look on his face. Instead of hugging my midsection, his arms aimed higher, near my head.

“Mom! You have something in your ear! What could it be? Oh, look!”

jewelry from my son

He beamed as he handed it to me.

My heart swelled as I opened it.

He jumped in to my arms and I had a huge moment of gratitude that I get to live with this boy’s generous, loving, playful heart. I squeezed him long and hard.

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A happy moment, Lori, will seed ten thousand more.Notes from the Universe.

This was a message in my emailbox a few weeks ago. And it explains why it’s in my interest (and yours) to notice perfect moments.

~~~~~

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

On the last Monday of each month we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

To participate in Perfect Moment Monday:

  • Follow LavenderLuz.com.
  • Write up your own Perfect Moment and post it on your blog (or other site).
  • Use LinkyTools below to enter your name (or blog name), the URL of your Perfect Moment post, and a thumbnail image if desired. (You can now put LinkyTools on your own Perfect Moment Monday post. Just click Get the Code Here and add the code to your own post. All the linkies will show up on your blog, too.)
  • Visit the Perfect Moments of others and let the writers know you were there with some comment currency.

With your Perfect Moment post , you may place this button on your blog (in the post, on the sidebar, or both).What Perfect Moment have you recently been aware of?