Never Grow Old

red barn

“Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.”

-Franz Kafka

Oliva,

This is my hometown. I know every inch of it by heart. Walking through it makes me feel like a tourist, with you as a guide. This boring old red barn, so common in this region becomes magical. “That’s where the animals live.” I can see the wheels turning, this must be Old McDonald’s farm! Pausing in the hopes of catching a glimpse of Bingo the dog.

Thank you Little Flower, for reminding me that all it takes is a brief pause to recognize that the world is a magical place.

I love you dearly,

Mama

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  One thought on “Never Grow Old

  1. March 5, 2014 at 7:06 am

    Yes, you know how parenting is a two-way street, Sandra. Darling post for Olivia.

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    • March 5, 2014 at 7:41 pm

      Thanks, Mark! I love seeing the world through her eyes.

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  2. Katie
    March 5, 2014 at 7:08 am

    Reblogged this on Real Imaginary Letters and commented:
    Indeed, remembering that the world is a magical place is a hard thing to do day by day. Write it, sing it, say it and remind yourself.

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    • March 5, 2014 at 7:42 pm

      Thanks for the re blog Katie! And welcome!

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  3. March 5, 2014 at 8:32 am

    Love the pic. Great thoughts!

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  4. March 5, 2014 at 10:26 am

    Then I must be very young! I almost always see a lot of beauty around me. 😉

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    • March 5, 2014 at 7:45 pm

      I love that attitude Ninna!

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