Mommy, race me!
Let’s go fast. I’m getting bigger!
The proud 3-year-old yells
A wishing away of time and necessary growth.
All she sees is where she wants to go
Not the hard lengthy process of getting old
Mommy, race me!
This speedster mentality
Rattles my core
Every natural human inclination begs for us to go fast, to beat all the others, to compare ourselves
Yet a quiet voice calls through the culture
Slow down. Slow doooooowwwwwwwnnnnnnnnn.
Don’t be in such a hurry.
Don’t wish the time away.
Enjoy the process from here to there.
Even if it’s slow, painful, and feels like you’re going nowhere.
How do you tell a 3-year-old that?
Mommy, race me!
Before I know it, she’ll be 5, then 12, then 30, and more.
Doesn’t she know that some of life’s greatest moments are only found when we slow down and really see?
But the reality is, this all starts with me.
Slow down. Slow dooooowwwnnnnnnnn.