The Present Moment

One can and should never have enough of the present moment. But it's always so much easier when one has more time at hand. Afternoons at home doing what I want to do is has always been what I have been dreaming of and I have more and more of these these days (I do not take them for granted due to the presence of a 5-year-old nephew), though a part of me fear (irrationally) that they can be so easily taken away.

Anyway so it is that I found myself listening more to my pa as he talked while blending juices and realised how I must have missed out so many moments in the past when he gave good advice about the little things in life, as I was too caught up with myself and the to-do list for the day. These include tips that may seem commonsensical for others but preciously useful for someone who needs lots of explictness -- for instance when there are two stalls selling the same items, go for the one that has a longer queue, not so much because it must be tastier but because it means the ingredients would not have been stored for a long time and would have been fresher. It was a revelation for me (unfortunately at my age) as I would have gone for the one with the shorter queue. These days too, I  noticed more the dark circles under his eyes and the rashes that he often had.

My favourite blogger coincidentally blogged about how she is charmingly aware of her daughters bonding over setting up of the Xmas tree and how she often "wanted to be enough on the edge of things to be aware that I was part of them but also ...in the moment because such moments are rare."

That encapsulates what I feel.