In my case this is my Amazon device, whom I ask each morning to tell me the weather and top news for the day. I sip my coffee as my 5 year old runs in circles around me wearing his Captain America or Batman cape, a ball of energy as soon as he wakes, oblivious to his little boy giggles and little feet padding on the hardwood floor. I’m too busy trying to take it all in, plan my day, make my lists, and worry about the future.
A few weeks ago, things changed. I stopped asking dear Alexa, as we call her, for the top news. I stopped asking about the weather, and instead looking out the window. At first, this was a way to deflect from the bad news that just wouldn’t stop coming. But now, it’s because I don’t want to know. I want to greet my kids, plant a kiss on my daughter’s moppy head full of bedtime hair gone wild, take in the scent of her fruity pebbles, the only breakfast she’ll eat as of late, and try to catch the whirling devil that is my preschooler on his 3rd pass around the kitchen island and squeeze his wiggling and giggling body into a big mommy hug.
I’ve finally accepted that we need to slow down. And that I don’t need to know all the top news of the day immediately upon waking. In short, not knowing what tomorrow will bring has made me stop trying to know everything. There might be a new planet to explore on the horizon, or there might be a meteor shower. These are all unknowns. But what I do know is my son will be up and running as soon as the sun rises, my daughter will be sitting at her stool at the counter with tangled hair in her little nightgown, and my older son will be sleeping soundly and need a gentle reminder that he can’t sleep until noon. Or perhaps I will let him sleep, and enjoy my coffee on the front porch.