not waiting

d says that our wedding was a moment where we were truly living. i remember, standing at the altar, trying to savour each moment - to hold onto the memory before it was made. so much of the time we're just spectators, he said. he thinks that having kids would be like that, living.

but in the meantime, i try to savour the everyday moments; not just the ones where we're dipping our feet in the ocean or being toasted by the ones that we love. but also the little ones. the pleasure of riding the elevator alone, of ripping open a package of tea and smelling the flavour, of having a cat cuddle on your lap.

i'm not always good at it. sometimes the day drags on. i do have a tendency to always live a month or a year ahead of myself - to be wishing the present away. but i've been working on it lately.