Today, I had a simple conversation with my son. And that is it. That is the whole post.
Because somehow, that tiny moment held a universe.
It is wild how time moves, quietly and invisibly, until one day they're telling you what they want for breakfast or can actually say they love you back. I remember the day I gave birth to him. I remember watching his sweet little face, waiting and waiting and waiting for him to open his eyes for the very first time. He kept them closed almost the entire first day, and I sat there in wonder, eager, emotional, and so in love, waiting to see the eyes of the precious boy I had carried.
Those seconds felt like hours.
Now here we are, years later, having full conversations, laughing, learning, and growing together. This boy who once would not open his eyes is now opening my heart in ways I never imagined.
Time really does fly. And this week, I just want to gently remind you to live in the moment.
Live in the moments that fill your heart.
Live in the ones that light up your soul.
Live in the ones that feel ordinary but become the memories you hold onto later.
I know living in the moment is not always easy. Our lives are full. Our schedules are packed. And sometimes it feels like every minute already belongs to something or someone. But when we intentionally slow down and tap into our senses, what we hear, feel, see, and smell, something feels different.
The moment suddenly become richer, more grounded and more memorable.
These are the lessons I am learning in real time. With each passing day, I am choosing to take a longer stare, hug a little tighter, and kiss a little longer. I am choosing to savor what is right in front of me before it turns into another yesterday.
So this week, I want to ask you:
How will you savor the moment?
With love and intention,
Bess