That boy. He’s my Taoist master. Since the moment of his arrival, he’s taught me so much about being in the moment. At first it was to keep up with his body as he nursed, crawled, and leaped. Then it was because that was where his mind lived. In. This. Moment. There is no past or future in his thoughts. There is merely the incredible purity of now, of these emotions, of these passions, of these friends.
In March I smiled as he complained about snow and winter: “I hate winter! Snow is so stupid! I wish we lived somewhere where I could bike all year round. Stupid winter!”
I smiled because I knew there would be a time like this week. I knew the flakes would fall and he would proclaim: “I love snow! I wish it would snow for three days and not stop! Winter is my favourite season, isn’t it, Mom? I always get so happy in winter.”
Right now. That’s all we have. Enjoy your moments.