This Is Our Time

This is our time.

Our time to stop. Or be stopped.

Stop everything.

The play dates, the sports activities, the happy hours, the dinner parties. Stopped.

The holidays, the birthdays, the reunions, the anniversaries. Stopped.

The relentless human hamster wheel that pushes us faster and further each day. Stop.

This is our time.

To be thankful. And to thank.

For the freedom to go where we want and when we want. 

For choice. For options. 

For play dates, for sports, for friends to share good times and bad.

For journeys afar, for exploration and discovery.

For love, friendship and companionship.

For all these things we had, till we didn’t.

This time will pass.

We will change. Forever. 

We will recognize that we have a life that many don’t. 

That our home schooled kids are not clambering for an education under rain soaked tents with empty bellies in a refugee camp.

That many of us truly do not live paycheck to paycheck. 

That we have more than we realized.

That we spend more than we realized. 

And we will be fine.

Business will feel family. They will witness conference calls interrupted by dogs and children.

And it will be ok.

Our planet has a moment to breathe, to recover, to flourish even. 

And it will feel better.

Our families are everything to us when nothing else around distracts them.

And we are loved and love. 

And nothing else matters.