The Moment

Here I am, 57 years old. Who would have thought that getting older just seems like every day living?  There’s no “oh my, I’m old” moment.  Just a progression from day to day, like always. To be honest, the only noticeable change is what I think of in relation to a beginning, a middle and an end. The passage of time delegated to me has been sometimes unremarkable, and generally unnoticeable to the grand scheme thus far. At least, That’s what it seemed. Past tense.

Time has allowed me the privilege of review. But since I’ve lived life, survived it, overcame it… day by day, by week, month, and year — I don’t need to review anymore. All I truly have is today. It’s all I’ve ever had: Today. All my today’s are now me, as I am.

Each day that I rise, it’s my life.

Since time has allowed me so many lessons, opportunities, and yes, pain as well; I’m more aware of my choices in the moment.  This is how life is crafted: decisions in the instant of time that I’m living. And no one else has that power but me.

About Jean

Jean lives and works in the Great Northern state of Minnesota. Singer, musician, animal lover and spiritual pilgrim, she helps the office run smoothly by day, and trains clients in personal fitness and healthy living every other moment possible. She is the mother of two wonderful adult children, a daughter and son, who are forging their paths and both exercising their artistic talents.
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