Don’t miss it

I have yet to reach a stage or season of my life where my feet are unequivocally planted in the present. I’m inclined to nostalgia, and that bug in my operating system is probably one that I’ll always have. And honestly, I enjoy my strolls down memory lane.

But without appreciation for each moment as they arrive, this is also a recipe for regret. My antidote is a little reminder that I have sitting on my desk:

Someday, you will give up anything to have this day back. Don’t miss it.

I know with nearly 100% certainty that there will be a day in the future that I will want nothing more than to be able to hold my baby girl in my arms, even just once more.

Whatever you are doing right now, do it, and nothing else. Because that moment is gone once the next moment arrives, and you will never get it back.