My paternal grandmother was always trying to convey this to me…this is IT…cherish now. I think having her baby, the Uncle I never met, Bobby (they called him Pete) shot to death accidentally by his best friend right after surviving WWII…made the moment now a vital gift.

I so appreciate folks are touching the source and trying to come back with something to share…it’s all we can and should do…no expectation that others will “get it”, but delight when they do 💫🌌