And this makes me wonder. Why?
Why do we make ourselves so busy that we neglect just being in the here and now and reveling in the moment? Why do we think we have to accomplish so much?
Well alrighty then. Tomorrow is the official first day of summer and my plan is to allow myself to relax and enjoy it! From this moment on, chores are off limits on Sunday. Sunday is my day to sit in my Adirondack chair under the mimosa tree and read. I have magazines from April that I haven't read. And while I'm there I think I'll close my eyes and listen to the sounds of the birds and squirrels and waterfalls. I think I'll simply "be in the moment".
I'm 62 years old. I've used up more than half of my summers. I intend to make this one count. How about you? How will you make your time matter?
Ahhh....