What You Yearn For

Flipping the folds of pop-up books. Singing the alphabet. You put your index finger to your mouth and pout your lips to a shhhhh. Pointing to my nose when asked. Fidgeting a toy laptop. Watching your videos. How generous you are with your smiles. How you stare and observe with an expressive gaze. How you cry and wail as if you were oppressed. Haha!

This is perhaps, a brief becoming, of becoming mindful of everydayness instead of seeing it as a repetitive lull. 

I apologize, dear life, dear universe, if I have not been thankful enough. If I have left my life unexamined. If I have been too un-involved in my moments. If I couldn't share, cherish and cherish again the many joys of the past few days and years.

Constantly remind me to want for others whatever it is I want for myself, to deserve such joys, to be selfless, to keep striving.