Right here where I am

Gone is the child who wished she could say, "I remember ten years ago."

The other day I found myself saying, "My Dad and I went to see The Lion In Winter 48 years ago." And truth be told, I can actually remember some things from 64 years ago. That impresses me.

It also makes me think.

I do not feel particularly old right now. On a good day I can still do most of the things I have always done, so it is reasonable to believe that I will look back on this day the way I do on a winter morning in 1984.

On that morning I stood in our living room window and watched my two sons set off to catch the bus to school. They were so cute and sweet it made my heart ache and I wished they could be this age forever. Then I thought, "Someday I will look back and remember this day."

That was over thirty years ago. I can imagine looking back on this day in thirty years.

From that perspective I will think, "I was so young back then. Only sixty six! Imagine being that age again . . ."

There is no reason to wait until then. Right now, in this moment, I really can go back to that age, because that is where I am.

So much of life is perspective.