Not wishing away the time

Here, we are in the indeterminate middle. Not summer, not winter, and not even ripe autumn.

This is the time when we make a deliberate decision not to wish away the days until…

Because until never comes.

Instead, we have today.

And this day is sufficient.

Pause. See differently. Re-story…

~ Our personal circumstances can be challenging, and sometimes, I want to not have to struggle all the time. Then I look up and see something like this, and I am grateful to be here—now.