Friday, March 24, 2006

Perfect Timing

When I was a child and Uncle Frank came for dinner, he would always ask, “How come every time you bend your elbow your mouth flies open?”

Bend your elbow, mouth flies open, food goes in.

Perfect timing.

I think about my life and how much of it is perfect timing. Little miracles fill my days, little miracles like walking, talking singing, riding a bike, driving a car—all perfect timing. My dad lifts me in the air. I meet my husband. I catch my son’s face in that rare and special grin he gets when no one’s looking. I hear him say, “I hope so!” and mean it—an accident of perfect timing every one is, surely.

I had a job where I could take time off to be with my mother when she was sick.

It’s funny how the world clock works that way.

All of these little moments timed so perfectly, like when I bend my elbow and my mouth flies open—perfect timing.

My Uncle Frank was on to something.
—me strauss Letting me be

8 comments:

Bluesky_Liz said...

This post is good timing. I needed the reminder. :) So far the good stuff in my life came at a good time, everytime I thought I was in some bad awful situation that seems impossible, it did turn around. Like how I got my current job, how I came to discover blogging and got to know some very nice people.

Lately I haven't been in good times, but hey maybe things will get better soon and all this stuff happening now is a set up for things to come.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Liz,
Your comment seems to reflect where I am right now too. Not so many good things are happening. That might be what motivated me to write this post. I got to thinking that usually when I'm in this place the door is open for something good to walk right in.

Liz

dsnake1 said...

Hi Liz (oh, there are 2 here!)
What a great title, "Perfect Timing". Yes, we take a lot of little things for granted, like eating, walking, not falling off the bike, but all these requires perfect timing.
Meeting my wife was perfect timing,
getting my present job was perfect timing (hmm, maybe it was bad timing, it wasn't the job i had in mind at that time, but it sure helps in the house's mortage). We cannot ignore the fact that time is part of our lives.

thanks for the read, and sorry for this rambling.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Dsnake,
I love to see you, and I hardly call that rambling. Yeah timing plays such a big part in our lives, yet we hardly notice how it changes our path.

All of the what ifs I can think of have timing at the root of them.

Liz

John T P said...

Hi Liz,

This is my first time visit to your personal blog and I liked it.Good writing :-)

ME Strauss said...

Hi John,
How nice of you to stop by. I'm so flattered. Thank you for your comment. I appreciate the visit more than you know.
Liz

Lance said...

Nice timing on this post Liz.
Does this include a long drive thorugh the Texas Hill Country?

ME Strauss said...

Hi Lance,
Thanks for the timing of your response. I'll see whether I can work in a driving post soon.
Liz