pause

there is laughter, joking, comradeship. the confetti of life, the fireworks of interaction. its fun, its happy, its beautiful. that moment-perfect, memorable, fleeting. there is always a point, during some of the happiest moments of my adult life, that everything begins to move in slow motion. i click a mental picture of the smiles. collect and package elation as harvesters do preserves. and i realize, sadly, that the moment has to end. i don't let this realization extract the joy from the moment, but i know people that do. my mother can be that way sometimes. when i go to visit her, she randomly pauses & pouts. i ask what's wrong, she says i don't want you to leave me. i remind her that i visit very often, and that she shouldn't ponder on my departure the moment i descend and de-board. its not healthy to ruin great moments by sulking at the thought of them ending. enjoy them, remember them, record them-even if only internally. tastes of paradise. savor them.

smooch