I get frustrated because I remember having moments of great peacefulness and great happiness, and I don’t feel like I have them in this present moment. Something is off.
But I know things have changed for the better. I’m aware of whether I’m present or not more often; this is a great thing.
And, anyway, why worry about the past? The past is over!
All I can seem to think about is how much I want tomorrow to be done. I want to concentrate on getting ready for this holiday weekend. And tomorrow is going to be a LONG day. And when I mean, long, I mean LOOOOOONG. 14 hours (or 13 hours, if I don’t include driving, but I do).
I will persevere! I will focus on each moment. I will appreciate the moments of silence and stillness throughout the day, because otherwise I know what will happen when I get to that day after tomorrow: I will already be looking ahead, focused on the next great thing.