In the rush of life, I failed to notice that the butterflies had not come back and that the weeds had over grown. I failed to see that the moss had covered the path and the trees had lost their leaves. in the rush of life, I struggled with providing it all and making sure that the future was well covered, forgetting, in the rush of life to notice now. in the rush of life, I ran so hard into the future that I could not see all there was to see and in the rush of life, I missed out on the most amazing part of life … the part of life that is called … living …