My dad is a birdwatcher. He loves birds and when I was little he would take me bird watching. He loves it and I grew to love it. There's a peace about looking at birds through binoculars. They are magnificent creatures that just float through the air. They are beautiful and strong and are independent. My dad taught me to notice the little things. He taught me to appreciate everything around me. He makes me notice the rain, the dark clouds, each little piece of grass, a flower petal, an ant walking on the ground. My favorite thing when I run in the early mornings (it's been a while since I've done that), is taking a deep breath and seeing my breath in the air. I don't know what it is, but I love it. How many times do you notice something like that? Every time you walk outside in the winter? When do you really notice the frost on the windows in the morning or the dew on the grass? When do you really see the colors of the sunset? We always notice the bad things. The wrinkles around our eyes, the gray in our hair, our muscles that aren't toned. We are so quick to pick out the things that are wrong, when really, we should be focusing on the things that are right. When I stare at Hunter I notice every little wrinkle, every hair. He's so new, so fresh. I don't want to miss anything about him. What would life be like if we stopped being so busy and just noticed what was around us? If we just appreciated what we had right in front of us? We will never know. Life is so wonderful, but we tend to forget that when we get all caught up with everything else going on.
My daddy taught me to see that life is beautiful. There is something beautiful about every moment of every day. Embrace it. Look at it. Capture the moment. Breath. Live. We never know when our last day might be, but we have today. We have it now and that's all that matters.