my old friend, Colin, was working on mindfulness before our employment together came to an abrupt end. he mentioned, specifically, paying very close attention to what he does while he brushes his teeth. it reminded me to start thinking about getting up in the morning, being a little present before rushing off to begin the day, noting the sunlight and saying a little thank-you for waking up and feeling well enough.
this morning, while thinking about putting on my watch, i remembered something familiar. seven and a half years ago, i noted that the usual hole in my watch band no longer sufficed and i had to use the one smaller. i remembered it because i can see it’s happening again.
i’m trying to simultaneously hold on to each moment we have while he’s still in the house and imagine (dread) the next few months while i get used to being alone in it.