In the moment

I have always been a worrier--a what if kind of person. I took this picture when I was taking a photography class. Months later, I began to understand that because of my anxious nature, I am rarely present in the present. I miss out on so many joys and so much wonder. It should not surprise me that I have a poor memory for people, places, events. Several months after taking this picture, I began to understand the importance of being in the present. A thought came to me, and I added it to my photo. Perhaps I should enlarge this picture to poster size and hang it in a prominent place. I need this gentle reminder several times throughout each day.