Of all the beautiful French qualities, being early is not really one of them. So it was more than a surprise when our newest Orsolini made his appearance six weeks early. But I suppose for little Charlie, he was right on time.

We spend so much time in our lives moving from box to box as we check off the numbers on the forms. It’s funny then that the two things which come to mind when describing humans as special have nothing to do with numbers at all, or even the age of the body. For the very young, when they do something remarkable we say, “they have an old soul.” And for the special moments of the aged we declare them “young at heart.” I suppose it’s because these hearts and souls are all we really have within our grasp. Certainly not time. We can chase it. Try to save it, speed it up, slow it down. Yet we remain unsuccessful. So then we try to gain its affection by giving it power — saying it heals — but it doesn’t. 

It’s all about what we do within the precious time we’re given. And it is so very precious. The love in our hearts and the hope in our minds, at any time, can heal, create, inspire and change almost anything, if we choose to see the possibilities within all of us. 

It often takes special occasions for us to stop and see it. But what if we could welcome a random Tuesday, an apple from the vine, a neighbor’s wave? Give it all the importance it deserves. What if we welcomed each old soul and young heart with the same enthusiasm as a baby Charlie!!! Maybe then, we wouldn’t just be wasting our time. 

Possibilities begin to rise, and so we look up. Welcome, Friday! Welcome sun! Welcome, Charlie!!!!