Sunday was a day when everything came easy. I awoke refreshed. Breakfast wasn’t hurried. There was time to read the paper. And nothing on the family “agenda,” other than picking up Hallie from her sleepover. Kelly ran that errand while Travis and I figured out how to keep ourselves busy.
We began by moving our freshly-painted rocking chairs out of the garage and onto the screen porch. then we fixed a balky toilet. Then we vacuumed the porch floor. Then we began sweeping out the garage. Then before I knew it, Kelly returned with Hallie had returned and Hallie and the girl next door were gleefully sweeping the garage with Travis and me. I felt a bit like Tom Sawyer or something, but everyone was having so much fun I felt guilty when I finally had to declare the garage clean.
After I made everyone lunch we joined friends at the local pool, where we all splashed around for two hours. Then after showers I bought some ground beef and grilled up some hamburgers. When my head hit the pillow I was a very content, happy person.
One of the interesting things happened throughout the day when I would pause to check my watch or clock. Time seemed to stand still during whatever fun task I took part in. I marveled at this, wondering how I could possibly pack so much fun into just one day, but it just seemed to happen. Without any real effort, even.
I’ve heard a lot of talk about “living in the now” but I’ve never fully understood the concept until yesterday. I thought I understood before, but I really didn’t. When one lives in the now time doesn’t matter. There is no hurrying up to get to the next experience. Yesterday, I enjoyed every minute and never felt compelled to rush to something else. I never felt I was “missing out” on something else. And of course when you’re not paying attention to what’s going on now, you are most certainly missing out.
Now to see if I can apply this lesson to my future days, without focusing on my present day of course!