Remember when we thought the world was magical? Even rain was magical.
It took so, so much effort to learn to do everything. Walking took months of practice. And falling down time and time again did not matter. We had no doubt. We kept getting back up.
We had our cheerleaders. And everything was fresh and new.
I just watched Kayden discovering the rain. I cried right here in Starbucks.
My girls are heading out into the world these days, discovering so many new things. I know a part of them deep inside still remembers the days of discovering the rain. I know somewhere in there Olivia knows she was speechless the first time she saw a carrot come out of the garden. Who could imagine that a beautiful and crunchy carrot was created by dirt? How can that not be magic? I dare you to try and will a carrot to happen in the dirt. You cannot. But the dirt can make one, with it’s magic.
I hope this hidden part of them still whispers little words of wisdom in their ears, before they get too caught up in thinking of so many things as work. Learning is not work, it is magic. Working is not work. Working is creating something where before there was nothing, and creation is the biggest magic of all.
Kayden knows this. And somewhere in there, I hope I still do, too.