I am often happily shocked by the amazing sentiments that come from Amelia's mouth. She just turned six, but sometimes I believe her soul is thirty-six. Or fifty-six. She is wise and often has something to teach me.
When I'm frantically rushing around to get our family out the door, she tells me to slow down. That it's not the end of the world to be a little late.
When I'm stressed, she says, "Mommy, you have stress." And I remember to take a moment to breathe.
Saturday night, our discussion of Easter turned into questions about God and magic. Amelia says magic is real. And not just "God or Disney World real", but real all the time. And everywhere.
"Magic is real. It's all around you when you are happy. So if you are having a bad day, do something fun. You'll have magic all around you, and magic makes everything ok."
How incredibly simple. Yet, how amazingly true. If you have a bad day, just do something fun. Allow yourself a smile. And wait for the magic.