In the Present Moment: When?
When? The question pops up in my mind frequently these days, much as I try to be in the present moment and not worry so much about the future. When? We had our company picnic a few weeks ago and it was Baby Central. A newborn, a few one year-olds, some toddlers. Baby Central. And I visit them all. Everybody's kids and grandbabies. I hold the newborn who decides at the moment to let out a great wail. So I hand him back to his grandma who laughs and says, "It's nice when they aren't yours and you can still do that." "He wants his grandma," I reply, "he doesn't know me." When? I play a game with a colleague's one year-old daughter. We roll a soccer ball back and forth along the ground to each other. She smiles and laughs each time it comes back to her and laughs even harder as she sends it back towards my waiting hands. Someday I'll be playing this game with my daughter. When? Another grandbaby at the picnic ...