The night sky in Autumn. Very clear and the moon seems to shimmer in white against the blackness of the sky. I took my grandson outside last night to share the wonder of it all.
When we first stepped outside, he wasn’t impressed. Yeah, big deal. Slice of moon and stars. But I walked him further out into the yard and as we stood gazing upwards, more stars appeared to us. I’m hopeless at pointing out constellations but as I gestured to the sky telling him they’re there, he perked up more and more.
That’s my job as a Grandma. It was my job as a Mom and now it’s my responsibility to pass that wonder onto my grandkids, also. On vacation, I showed my granddaughter’s how fascinating it is to hunt for shells. Show them the wonder of geodes and rocks I find in different areas. When we walk outside, I point out things they may not see or present things to them in a different light. Sticks aren’t just sticks, nuts are all unique to the tree they come from and textures all vary.
As a grown up with chronic illness that gives me a reduced life span here on earth, it’s important I keep that childlike wonder alive in myself. Even if I didn’t have grandkids to share my discoveries with, I’d still be out there appreciating all that nature has to offer. I regularly walk around the property just to see what I can see. Collect things to make crafts from. Take photographs to enjoy forever.
My challenge to you is to find that childish wonder. Find the magic. Experience the discoveries.
Have a wonderful day!