So who watched Oprah’s last show?
For those of you that missed it, there were no guests. No surprises. It was just Oprah talking. For an hour. Which I thought would be slightly boring, I admit.
But, as I watched Oprah impart her wisdom on us, I found myself thinking. Thinking deeply. (That Oprah… she’s good, isn’t she?) I was thinking a lot about what she was saying and how it applied to my life.
What am I meant to do in life? What’s next for me? What’s my real passion? Am I following it? What is my life whispering to me? Am I hearing it?
And then I turned on the American Idol finale and no longer thought any deep thoughts. (Woo, Scotty!)
Later that night a good friend of mine posted a clip of her 4 year-old son’s school concert on Facebook. He, along with a class-full of other fresh-faced little ones, was singing about fishies.
When the curtain opened and he saw his Mom and Dad in the audience, his entire face lit up. And then he shyly launched into the fishy song. (Complete with hand actions).
After watching that clip I thought to myself “My god. This. This is it.” Those innocent, proud, happy little kids singing about fishies, smiling broadly and thrilled beyond belief that their parents were there to watch them. Yes. That is what life is about.
For the most part, life can be pretty mundane. We drag ourselves out of bed every day to follow the daily grind. We make money. We spend it on our homes and food. We sometimes go on vacations. And we’re happy with what we’ve got.
But then something incredible happens. And your eyes are opened wider and your heart gets even bigger and you realize you’re even happier than you knew.
After watching that clip, I realized what Oprah was talking about. I know what my passion is. I hear my life whispering to me.
I hear it every time I see Anna’s face smiling at me from her crib, first thing in the morning. I hear it when she hugs me and rests her head on my shoulder because she just wants a snuggle. I hear it when she runs to me and laughs and smiles.
I feel that passion every time I remember that this happy little human is the way she is in large part because of my husband and I.
I’m a Mom. And when I walk into a room, someone’s face lights up, just for me.
Oh yes, I hear my life whispering to me. I hear it loud and clear. And it’s saying:
“Hez... You really got things right.”