Sometimes the expression on a face tells it all. Anger, joy, stress; those are common emotions that can be seen on the faces we pass each day. It seems like lately my face has mostly shown the wear marks of the latter…stress. Between a demanding job and family illness, I’ve had little opportunity or occasion to wear a smile. Sometimes I wish we could snap our fingers and return to the innocent thoughts of youth, where everything is good and there is no reason to worry.
Just look at the face of my Grandson here. That is the face of wonder. It is the face of innocent simplicity. He doesn’t have a care in the world. He is not worrying about anything. No Monday morning stress. No, “What are the tests going to show.” No, “How am I going to pay my bills.” No concerns, no fears; only amazement and wonder at whatever it is that he sees out past that porch. It is probably the most common of things. Maybe he is watching a bird, or a squirrel or Dad mow the grass. It is most likely something that I would not give a second glance at.
Wouldn’t it be nice to be able see the world through the eyes of the young?