I’ve come to learn to appreciate a happy moment, because you never know when it will be your last.
Don’t take it for granted, or expect it to always be there. I have matured into this thought, more so after having a child of my own. Moments are fleeting, both good and bad, and when something is good, take stock and hold on and say “thank you.”
Whether it is a milestone, a meeting, a happy coincidence, an event, or a concert… I try to be mindful, aware, and grateful.
And, I’ve been thankful the last couple of years for mine and my sister’s little Wiggly tradition with our kids…
Although the last time we caught up in ol’ Franga-town, it was early in the year and a more intimate ‘do,’ this was the second time that we had gone together to see the Wiggles do their traditional Christmas BIG show, and despite seeing them already so many times before, if it were at all possible, our kids were more excited, with more dancing, more singing, and more smiles than ever before.
I always wonder ‘when will it grow old?’ ‘when will they move onto other things?’
‘When will we grow tired of the same old ‘Hot Potatoes?”
The answer is below. Because we found it the most amazing of coincidences (which I don’t believe in!) that we both arrived in the arena, through the same door, at the exact same time with only a few people in between us, and when we got back to our cars parked in a multi-level thousand car capacity car park, we found our vehicles positioned directly opposite from each other.
If you know the capacity of these end-of-year Wiggles shows, you will understand the insane slim chances of that happening, TWICE.
And so, I think our kids have as much chance of getting sick of the Wondrous Wagging Wiggles anytime soon, as we have of losing our Sixth Sisterly Senses.
So sis, get comfy with your mashed bananas and cold spaghetti. 😉
Toot toot, chugga chugga.