We played hide and seek at Washington Elementary. One person would close their eyes and off we would run to hide as they counted down the seconds. Ready or Not they would scream – Here I come!
My body and my iPad both think that it is 2am, but it’s 9am in the airplane leaving Paris for Marseille. We lost our night somewhere between New York and France.
Arriving at the Charles de Gaulle Airport, all the stores were just beginning to open. Gates rolling up. Lights coming on. The smell of croissants. You can fight it all you want, but the morning is here, whether you’re ready or not.
I suppose that’s with everything in life. Things change. People change. Seasons change. And we can try to hide, but we learned very quickly how that turned out in the school yard. Time always found us.
So we have our croissants and fly into the sun. We greet the new day that has arrived, not on our time, but right on time, knowing we don’t always get to be ready before we’re asked to begin — before we’re asked to grow.