"Babe, this is my favorite time of day. Just you and me. Before the pattering of feet or dinging of phones. Just us and our coffee. No problems yet to solve."
The precious words spoken by my husband this morning. I closed my eyes, breathed deeply, snuggled into his arms, and lived in the moment.
And that's where I intend to be from now on. In the moment.
I'm not dissing (not sure if that's a word anymore) looking behind to glean wisdom and looking forward to plan. Nope. Both of those actions are incredibly important.
The moment is where it's at.
It's when I unfold myself from his embrace this morning to hug our blurry-eyed teenagers.
It's when I put on proper undergarments and flip-flops to drive our son to weightlifting in my pajamas. (Before judgement, please be aware this happens at 7 in the am and we live two miles from the school. And I'm 43 and have lost my give a darn.)
It's stopping the car and staring at the mist-covered, perfectly round sun sitting on the horizon.
It's when our daughter asks me to braid her hair.
It's when my husband and I, while brushing our teeth, discuss why the royal wedding takes precedence over discussion about tax cuts.
It's also when my husband and I discuss proper placement of the trashcan on the curb as he is pulling off with the girl who is killing us with her impatient rolling eyes. She REALLY can't be late again.
It's also when she sinks under the passenger seat as mom and dad engage in a tickling match in front of God and everybody in the neighborhood.
It's when I turn on our Christmas lights and wonder why I don't keep the tree up all year. Seriously, it has a calming effect that can't be duplicated. Maybe it's all the memories literally attached to the branches.
It's when I read my devotional and pause to thank God for the simplicities of life.
It's me tapping away at my computer writing my blog.
It's embracing what you've lost and what you've gained.
It's being intentional.
It's chatting with girlfriends just because.
It's leaning in and shutting up.
Live, breathe, feel, and be present in the many moments we've been granted on this side of glory. Each and every one of them count, and by proximation of your person, you are physically present for them all.
Don't miss them.
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Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.