Kid Like
When I was younger I often found myself chasing my shadow.
It was Thanksgiving....I did it every Thanksgiving.
I had this vivid imagination you see, and as aromas filled my house and family began cooking and conversing, I just wandered outside
getting lost in that brisk autumn air..
I was going to miss it once Summer rolled around.
So I'd run along Grandma's fields and try to catch my shadow.
I knew I'd never get it but...it was a kid-like rush and I loved it.
So it was only when I'd sit down that my shadow would sit with me and then I could reach over to my side and touch that black blob that was plopped in the grass next to me.
Years later, I still do this. I will do this again this November. It is kid-like. But it makes me happy. And there is no age limit on happiness.
I learned from my shadow.
Many things I am going to face, are going to be beyond my limits and out of my reach.
Especially when I chase them as hard as I do.
It is when I rest and stop to enjoy the hellacious journey life has given me that I'll be able to 'touch' my destiny as I'd touch my shadow.
Life isn't a Marathon. It's a sprint. Be Kid Like. It is joyous.
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