I was at a meeting tonight in a school classroom where several vocabulary words were written on the board. I was struck by the word, Presence.
Presence is one of those words that, when altered into its other word forms, has multiple usages and meanings. There's the "presence" in the room. It can be a person, a feeling, or movement. There's the "presence" of attendance, the act of paying attention. And then there's being "present" in the here and now--a sense of all else before or after having no significance compared to this moment.
I was thinking of this tonight as I went in and checked on the children after they were asleep. I want to capture each moment and live it exactly as it's supposed to be. I know for most working moms (hell, for moms in general), the running and scheduling and sheer magic of keeping it all going everyday disallows for finding the beauty in any moment. And for me, this means in all the taking care of my children, I forget to notice them. They will only be 8 years, 3 months, and 18 days old once, and for this one moment, they are perfect.
I'm honing in on their presence.