If only I knew then...

to savor the moments, would my life be different? I can not say. I would have had to cultivate the ability. Now my body tells me, sit a while, let the afternoon sun shine on my back, let me sip my tea slowly and remember the glories of this past year. Past glories can nourish on a barren winter's day. Future glories are in the wind, but today, today I can sit and swirl a sugar stick in my hot tea and be very content.