Life as it arrives and dreams as they happen

Just Because We Look Doesn’t Mean We See



It’s amazing what goes unnoticed each day as we choose to see life.  Some people say the best way is to see through the innocent eyes of a child, or the experienced ones in an old soul, but truly the best way is to drop our defenses,  judgments and agenda’s and just open our own.

Instagram recently took over social media, allowing us to post photos of life that change, challenge and intrigue us in sepia and blurred focus.  I find it ironic how we rush to make these new memories appear rustic and old, while walking past the real ones on a daily basis.  I guess we’re so busy looking at life, that we don’t realize it is developing around us in the blink of an eye.

Before my mother passed away, she commented how she had seen the invention of the ball point pen, used carbon and liquid paper and a delete key on both  computer and camera. She found it amazing how we could correct both mistakes and moments in time and think nothing of it.  Personally, the amazing part is how we want to correct everything but our behavior towards one another.

Today Mom would have been 96, she loved birthdays and good food, baseball games,  her garden and above it all family and friends.  I can’t remember a time when she was in my life when there wasn’t a pot of coffee, a plate of cookies and  springs of nature rooting in the kitchen window.  There were magazines in the bathroom, chairs on the porch and either soft music or a television in the background,  usually fighting for air space against noise from the garage.  Life was a gift then, one none of us saw as clearly as we should have; only now seeing it as what made us who we are.

Each moment we have is what we choose to make it, and depending how we see it, will in turn define how others view us.  Thank you Mom  for the gifts of your lifetime, which continually remind me to open my eyes, heart and soul and see what is present around me and not just what exists.


Author: Mizlk

Writer, dreamer of dreams - savior of lost toys before the night gets dark. Often behind the keys of my computer, writing wrongs, which have come to mind. My site, features my three novels, Glint inThe Dark, Stiletto and Stardust. All available on Amazon

3 thoughts on “Just Because We Look Doesn’t Mean We See

  1. This made me cry this morning as I thought about my “Extra Mom” and how much I loved her. She loved everyone…unconditionally.

  2. This was beautiful Lori. Yes, mom did love her family and hoped they in turn would love each other. I am so glad I have some of her plants growing in my yard as they were a part of her. I will be anxious for the columbine to bloom as I have no idea what color it is. Her plants became her life as the people went out of her life. They were there everyday waiting to be taken care of and that was her job. Yes, life did change and continues to do so. But one thing will remain the same she was our mom and we all loved her as she loved us.

  3. love this Auntie.. . . yes being “gram’s girl” was a blessing I will always wear on my heart.

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