Pay Attention

My older son and I are visiting my home state this week. My parents from Houston are coming up, my sister from Alaska is coming down, and we’re all meeting at my Ray Ban outlet grandmother’s house in Oklahoma. There will be Braum’s ice cream. There will be Johnnie’s hamburgers. There will be the sights, sounds, tastes, and memories of the 18 years I spent where the wind comes sweeping down the plain.

I don’t want to miss a single second of our trip because I’m logged on and tuned out. 

As we turn the calendar page to the last days of summer, let’s pay attention. Pay attention to lightening bugs, sunsets, and ripe tomatoes. Pay attention to the neighbor’s laundry drying on her line outside. Pay attention to  new freckles. Pay attention music playing way too loud from the car behind you at the red light.

Writers write about things that other people don’t pay much attention to. A writer’s job is to make the ordinary come alive, to awaken ourselves to the specialness of simply being. -Natalie Goldberg

Slow down. Look around. Take it all in. Use all five senses. Make memories. Pay attention.