Sunday, March 27, 2011

All of a sudden I am back at the computer doing another entry.  A whole day has gone by since last night and it is as though I have no memory of it.  Of course that is not true because I do have memory of my Sunday, but I do see my days differently then I used to.  I do have a past and a future, but mostly I live in the present, the now, and I just take it as it comes.  I have said that the past is only valuable to learn from and the future is dependent on so many other things that our effort needs to be focused on the present, the here and now. I believe that that is why time seems to pass so much faster the older you get.  I've lived long enough and seen so many years go by that I never think 'oh, I can hardly wait until such and such, like Christmas or a birthday or until something particular happens'.  That kind of thinking naturally brings your focus to the present and away from the past and the future.  Of course I still think about the past because I have so much more of it then you do to think about.  And I do think and even dream about the future.  But it just doesn't come into play as much as it used to.  It is, well, it's the future and I figure to deal with it when it happens by becoming my present.  Maybe seeing life that way is for old folks, but maybe it is a good way to look at it too.  Decide for yourself.  If it helps, adopt it, if it doesn't help, forget it. 

I got up at 6:40 a.m.  Shower, shave., eat some breakfast, dress. do my 39, say my prayer and off to choir.
3 hour block, walk home alone and feed me again.  go home teaching  get back and make my wife proud of me by going to a stake priesthood meeting  got back home and had a lovely meal with my wife.  Found a dumb movie on which she watched 1/2 of until a cooking show came on.  then at 8 she did come back down and we watched a British world war 2 spy movie on TV.  got done with that and she pumped while I did this.
Now its past my bedtime  my Sunday is in the past and sleepy time will bring my future present Monday.

Night

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