As I sit thinking, each moment passes me by. I’m blessed with many moments. Some are dramatic, productive and creative. Most wither away without me giving them a thought. I don’t think one can add all the moments in one’s life and average them out to see if it is a life well lived. And if I keep asking myself whether in this particular moment I’m living to the fullest, I’ll have a nervous breakdown.
The mind makes decisions and accesses situations. The body is dictated by the biological clock. Even if the mind is sharp, the body deteriorates. To accept each moment of being to be totally whole without the baggage of the past is something I find myself working toward.
“We cannot go back.” My step-brother Richard and I discussed over dinner. “Conditions change and we change with them. You cannot put things on hold. It has to be now or never.”
Image by Jooli.
