Take time to enjoy mornings

One morning I was getting the children ready for school. It was the usual too busy morning with the kids running around trying to find their socks and school books. I was late for work, and the bus was due soon. I felt my job as a mom was to make sure everyone was nicely dressed, fed, and thoroughly prepared for the day ahead.

One morning I was getting the children ready for school. It was the usual too busy morning with the kids running around trying to find their socks and school books. I was late for work, and the bus was due soon. I felt my job as a mom was to make sure everyone was nicely dressed, fed, and thoroughly prepared...I'm not even sure what I was making for breakfast. I just know it was fast. The children were unusually slothful this particular morning, not moving as quickly as I thought they should. This was making me irritable, and as many mothers do, I was giving orders left and right.

My daughter came into the kitchen and said, “Mom, would you come with me a minute.”

My answer was, “I don't have time. We are all going to be late. You will have to find your own stuff this morning.” Sound familiar? However, she was persistent. Her brothers joined her in coaxing me out of the kitchen. Consequently, after much protest, I agreed to go with them if they would hurry up.

When we entered the living room, they ask me to close my eyes. I was having a bad morning, and this exercise was taxing my patience, but reluctantly, I agreed. The children took my hand and led me onto the front porch. We lived in a rural area with lots of woods around us. When I stepped outside, they instructed me to keep my eyes closed and take a deep breath.

Surrounded by three anxious and excited children, who might have been late for school, I took a deep breath. The smell brought tears to my eyes. It was the fragrance of honeysuckles, enhanced by a humid morning that filled my entire being.

At that moment, I realized that I was going too fast and not enjoying what I had. I was so busy trying to make sure everything was ready for school and work that I failed to see their need for peace to begin their day. Needless to say, I stopped everything, wrapped them all in my arms, and we enjoyed the moment together.

When we went back inside, everyone had their things ready, we had breakfast together, and I drove them to school. I was a little late for work, but that night we turned off the TV a little early, and I told the children what I needed them to do to help me get ready for the mornings.

Each one laid their clothes, socks, and shoes out. Their books were put on the table by the door, I signed all the school papers, planned what we would have for breakfast, and even made a “to do” list for the following day. The next morning we had breakfast on the front porch. Sounds impossible, right? It wasn't. It just took a little planning and family teamwork.

There were many times after that we had to remind ourselves to slow down and enjoy each other, but it always made a difference in our home life and their school lives. I found out later that my youngest son, who was a little hyperactive, had much better days in school when we had peaceful mornings at home.

My children are grown now and have their own children. They live in a world where there doesn't seem to be enough time in the day to do all the things they need too. That's why occasionally, I have to tell them the story about the time they had to remind me to stop and smell the honeysuckles.


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Deana Landers
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I have had many roles in life
Pastor’s Wife , Mom/Nana , Nurse/Health Educator, Writer , Christian Speaker
I can't remember a time when I wasn't writing stories, either in my head or in my journal.

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Story Comments

  1. Beautiful story and a much needed reminder to live in the moment!

    • Deana Landers -

      Sara, thank you for reading and commenting on my column. Deana

  2. Lovely reminder for us all and at any age. Hopefully we will all have learned something from this pandemic and that is to slow down and not sweat the small stuff.My Mother lost her Mom when she was 22 years old, since Mom was a great story teller as well as a strong Christian woman, she intertwined so much faith, philosophy and common sense into all of the families days. It's good to remind every one to live mindfully.

    • Deana Landers -

      Thank you, Jemma, for sharing your mom's philosophy of sharing her faith. I feel the way she does. And thank you always reading and commenting on my story.Deana

  3. What a sweet and poignant story! Thank you, Deana, for that reminder!

    • Deana Landers -

      Lori Nell, I always look forward to your comments. Thank you so much.Deana

  4. Oh Deana, what a lovely story and so good to remember. Early in my corporate career I had to be at work very early, and I found that if I took just a few minutes to drink my coffee on my little apartment balcony in the predawn morning, things were just a little better. And I LOVE the sweet smell of honeysuckle!

    • Deana Landers -

      Just a few moments of peace in the morning can take us a long way and give us peace, Nancy. Thank you so much for commenting on my story. Deana

  5. I have to remember that. It's so easy to get caught up in "the rush" while real, beautiful wife just whizzes by. My kids both immigrated to Canada a few years back (it's soooooooo far away) and I can't tell you how often I've wished I'd bottled up precious moments. There were way too few of them because I wasn't there and living in that beautiful moment.

    • Deana Landers -

      Thank you, Michelle. It is so easy to regret what we didn't do, but as long as we have life, we can choose to enjoy our moments, my friend. Love your comments,Deana

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