I am terrible about the hear and now.
I am always moving towards the next thing.
The next event, the next chore, the next assignment.
Even though I was a hospice nurse for years.
Even though my four children grew up overnight.
Even though my parents died at the infantile ages of 63 and 67.
But there are times.
Really brief moments when I
Actually take a breath and notice something
Right there in front of my face
Of course I had to trip in a hole in the yard and fall on my knees , my kisser landing in the blossoms before I realized the Iris's were finally in bloom. But still...