as i worked at the cutting board on the counter, a carrot fell to the ground. pete didn't notice. he was zeroed in on the pile of cut carrots on the cutting board.
so i tried getting his attention by saying his name. "pete." "pete!" "PETE!"
he didn't even blink.
then i tried pointing at the carrot with my toe (my hands were busy with the knife and carrots). you can imagine a lazy ballerina practicing her battement tendus.
he did nothing.
finally i tried giving him a little nudge with my foot. even mom tried coaxing him to the carrot. still, he wouldn't break his gaze on the mound of carrots that were out of his reach on the counter.
he was so focused on the pile that would never be his, that he didn't notice the little piece of heaven just under his nose.
i'm like that too sometimes.
are you? what happiness is right in front of your eyes that you've been missing?