please slow it down


please slow it down
there's a secret magic past world
that you only notice when you're looking back at it
and all i wanna do is turn around

i'm going to sleep on the bottom of the ocean
cause i couldn't let go when the water hit the setting sun
passing white daisies, taking turns

close the door walk to the street
catching raindrops on your tongue
and for a minute it all stops
but it won't last man, just a passing moment gone

please slow it down
there's a secret place that i know
if i could dig a grave
i'd then climb underground for good
and all i wanna do is turn around

i'm going down to sleep on the bottom of the ocean
cause i couldn't let go when the water hit the setting sun
passing white daisies, taking turns

all those evenings on the back deck of our first apartment
they meant everything but the wind just carried them off
and you can't go back now, just a passing moment gone

please slow it down
there's a secret magic past world
that you only notice when you're looking back at it
and all i wanna do is turn around

i'm going down to sleep at the bottom of the ocean
cause i couldn't let go when the water hit the setting sun
cause i couldn't let go of the passing moment gone

no, i'm not suicidal. i just really like this song. google it. i know you'll like it too. i happened to really listen to it today and it touched me. it is hard to let go of those things, moments, memories that make you feel grounded and secure. change is scary and change is hard but change is very necessary.

i felt sick to my stomach to read this morning that the cfo of freddie mac committed suicide today. i guess he could no longer handle the stress and pressure of the changes in his life.

everything is moving so quickly.
i even found myself in a race at the drive-thru at wendy's today. they are always so fast at this particular wendy's .. usually there's a hand hanging out the window with my order before i even pull up to pay. they barely let you finish your sentence when you order and i feel serious anxiety while digging for my method of payment in my purse while they're trying to hand me four drinks at once through the window. i was determined today to beat them at their own game. i had everything prepared right when i pulled up, no break in my sentence while ordering, impressively answering their questions before they were asked. i floored it from the speaker to the second window and had my cash in hand before they even opened the window. i'm competitive, mostly with myself, and i felt like a superstar when i pulled away.

i find myself constantly thinking what is the rush? why is everyone so impatient? that question may seem funny to you coming from me because yes, i can be impatient but i like to think i'm impatient with stupidity and laziness, not with life moments in general. appreciating the small things has become {nearly} second nature to me and of this i am proud. i don't find myself getting ruffled over things that don't matter. it's easier for me to appreciate the perspective of people {minus those who are stupid and/or lazy} and i'm enjoying learning new things from many different people. i take great pleasure in feeling the breeze through an open window and no longer feel guilty for reading all day on sunday instead of doing laundry or scouring the toilets. i've even made it through several nights of continuous screaming from one kid or another for one reason or another without feeling even the slightest raise in my blood pressure.

husband is working a lot of side jobs lately, which we need him to do, but he must be so tired.

he's amazing. have i told you this? recently he was informed of some changes in pay from his employer. changes that will not benefit him and that will have a decent impact on our already not-so-great financial situation. but, he still has a job and for that we are grateful. he keeps his head up. somehow. he busts his ass and works hard everyday no matter what and for this, i am proud that he is my husband. he doesn't need to be reminded of the big picture and together we appreciate the moments when we can slow it down and just be. together. making it through. together. slowing it down. together.

Comments

AH... HALE said…
Emily, that was so beautifully put. Thank you for sharing. If anything that this crazy world has taught us, it is to slow down and be grateful for the little things in life. Change is scary, but again it is necessary, and somehow we will all make it through. Have a great day!
Alayna said…
I hate change, and sometimes it is very hard to realize that change is inevitable. I am glad you guys are hanging in there. And great job on beating the Wendy's crew. That is quite a feat!
Connie said…
Emily,
Enjoyed reading your blog. It reminded me of the days when my husband would work side jobs as well to help ends meet. The days would be long and I missed having him at home with me and the kids. Living here in Alaska we had no other family around. But I too was very proud of how hard he would work to provide for us. Times seem hard but they will get better. Take care.
Scottkids said…
You are a great writer! Isn't it amazing to have a man in your life that will do anything for his family. So amazing! What a good man! I try my best to enjoy the little things, but it is always a good reminder, so thank you!

Your Wendys story is Hilarious! Theay are really fast! I always hate feeeling rushed in the drive through as well!
Haily Brian said…
I appreciated your thoughts today about change and how life can be way too rushed. It sure does sound like Jake is a fantastic Husband and Father. I appreciate how much you respect him and admire him. I am sure he adores you like no other.
It looks like you have had some fun birthdays lately. My little one is almost one too, time flies by!
Can you believe it's our ten year reunion? Are we really that old?
Very nicely put, thanks for your insight.