We are the ones who know better than anyone else what it means to hold the now , to savor the moment simply because we can savor it. One day at a time. It's one of those cliches I used to think was meaningless garble, used by people who didn't have an original thought. But suddenly it does mean something. Each single day the world comes up in brighter colors.
Every detail stands out in precious clarity.
In a silent tumble, priorities rearrange themselves. Playing with the grandkids becomes more important than dusting the house or mowing the lawn. When I look out the morning window, whether I see sunshine or rain ceases to be as important as the fact that I can look out the window, that I can see it. Every morning is beautiful. The cheery greeting falls over some of us like a comforting, prewarmed blanket.