In Grandma Bessie's later years, I remember her often asking "where has the time gone"? It was a comment more than a question. Now that I'm on the flip side of 50, I find myself relating to her query - a lot.

A preoccupation with what may happen tomorrow, next month, even in the next few hours robs me of the essence of the here and now. My physical body may be mired in the present but my mind is focused on another time.

So, once again, I'm reminded of my need to live in and pay close attention to the present moment, especially during the holiday season!