When Did THAT Happen?

I constantly have to remind myself that time is always in motion – minutes turn into hours, hours turn into days, days to weeks and so on… It is easy to forget how time keeps turning – then I have weird “OMG” moments like I had today at work…

On Monday, 17 June 2013, I sent my SBF (Sweet Boyfriend) Martin the pic below. It was my way to share with him my “hard work” in getting the planter watered outside our store. We had planted it together a few days earlier and I wanted to let him know it was still green and alive and well. I was pleased.

Planter Pic early summerIt’s not like its any sort of exotic planting, or any crazy, lush “moment” but Martin helped me plant it and we had fun doing it together. I thought it looked great – and hoped that maybe it would grow over the summer and “fill in” a little bit.

Fast forward a little over twelve weeks – this is how that same planter looks today, Saturday, 21 September 2013 –

Planter pic early Fall 13I know, right? The planter is now like this insanely overgrown “forest” – and as I looked at it, I thought to myself, “When did THAT happen? I have to take a pic and send it to my Sweet Boyfriend. It will make him smile.”

Then I thought to myself again, “And when did THAT happen? Martin is no longer my SBF, he’s now my legally-married husband/spouse/partner.” And that thought made ME smile.

I think we all too often forget that every day is a singular, beautiful moment in our lives – moments that usually just get “lumped together” to make a week, or a month. We look forward to “special days” when we should realize that every day is special. And we – me! – sometimes forget to be thankful for every day we are/I am given, to celebrate even the smallest joys and to never, ever take any day for granted.

Seeing those flowers today – really seeing them, and how big they had gotten – made me realize that maybe I have just glossed over quite a few days these past few weeks.

I am gonna’ have to start paying closer attention – I’d hate to miss something awesome…

Empty Plate and Flower Petals

For the first time today in WEEKS/MONTHS, I honestly had nothing that had to be done… No deadline to meet, no project due, nothing. It was an “empty plate” day…

empty plate

That said, the day definitely had some high points:

1). Slept in till almost 9AM (a BIG luxury for me).

2). Woke up with the love of my life. Always a dream come true.

3). Went grocery shopping with my SBF – four stores in four hours. I like shopping. It doesn’t matter what I am shopping for, LOL, I just like shopping.

4). Indulged/enjoyed a delicious McWrap with my Sweetie for lunch. Yum.

5). Back home by 3PM; in my PJ’s since 3:05PM. Probably going to bed at 11PM (or sooner).

All in all, it has been a fantastic day of nothingness, one long-overdue, long-needed and one much-appreciated. Sometime I just need a day to re-center, catch my spiritual and emotional “breath” and re-group/re-charge a bit. Today was one of those days…

The day was one of many special small moments, none significant but all great. Probably the nicest part of today was scoring three huge yellow Gerbera daisies at the grocery for like two-fifty. They are sunny and big and beautiful.

Gerbera DaisyI think Gerbera daisies are probably one of my most favorite flowers – they always make me smile. And they make Martin smile, which always makes me smile, too…