Worry is a tide that perpetually pulls me, dragging me from the present. Before I know it, I'm completely distracted, oblivious to everything around me, consumed with anxiety and fear. I'm not living in the present -- with all its beauty and wonder -- but somewhere in my head, far from anything resembling enjoyment.
This should be obvious, but there are so many people out there who seem to forget how much of a difference kindness can make. When people are kind to each other, it's contagious. Kindness breeds kindness, and there's nothing wrong with that. I believe it takes more energy to be unkind, so why bother?
Since my daughter has left the nest and seems to be taking wonderful care of herself with, of course, several attempts on my part to always remain important and necessary, I have noticed that I have become a bit motherly with my plants. I know exactly what it is like to be motherly because I have been in the parenting game for over 20 years.