I thought about how fickle life is. Each moment is ever changing.
Life is made up of simple moments and it is the simple moments that hold the most meaning for us.
It is as if our lives are made up of simple vignettes that we create. Moments that we place on a shelf and store away somewhere in our memories.
Drinking a morning cup of coffee, reading a good book, hugging a loved one, laughing with a friend.
They are all simple moments. Probably moments that we don't take the time to think about. Many of them are just seen as the rituals of our lives, but it is these simple moments that not only we create, but that create our lives.
Sometimes I wish I could mail those moments to myself. To take out and reread when I need them.
Life is full of moments. It is like emptying a jar of buttons and enjoying the individuality of each one.
This moment is what we have. We can't relive the past or predict the future, because yes, the moments are fickle. So I find myself knowing that in my pursuit of the simple life, I need to savor this moment.
Living in the moment. So simple, yet so meaningful.