Time for beauty?

I was pointed at this article and found it profound. You should check it out, it's worth reading. http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html

Before reading on here, read the article. You don't even have to come back here. But if you went off and read it and now returned, here's my related ramble.

Halfway through this article, I began to cry. I could imagine with such clarity Evan, the little boy, looking back and wanting to stay. The more I read the more I despaired over our insulated, isolated ways.

Then I got to the end, and realized that I didn't despair for our culture, our country, our ignorance, but rather for my own ignorance. I would love to righteously say "I would have listened. I would have sat down, pulled Ari into my lap, and allowed us both to enjoy the amazing performance. I would have watched her 4 year old face appreciate." But I would probably be wrong. I would probably hustle her along thinking about the next place we needed to be or thing that absolutely needed to be done.

The article refers to the poet Billy Collins and his 'laughing' comment about how we are all born with poetry but life chokes it out of us.

I'll be keeping that idea out in front of me, let it remind me to find the time for beautiful things.

Thanks for the recommendation to the article, Marc.