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When I noticed there was an ongoing extended internet outage at my kid's college, I texted what I thought might be a helpful suggestion (to save the data I was sure would be eaten up on our phone plan), "Read real books. In the library."


The reply, "What's a library?"

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Kids, when you hear them say "Live in the moment," try hard to fathom what they mean, but realize you may not fully appreciate this saying until you start actually practicing it.

If I had realized earlier that all of life was to be a series of interesting moments, I might have spent more of my efforts in enjoying each fully at the time it happened, rather than attempting to preserve a memory path down which I expected I could travel one day in the future, to try to re-experience the same. I was always sure that, at some later point in my life, I would be able to do whatever it was I had done the first time; this next time, it would be even better, because I would be incorporating what I had since learned.

Instead, I have found that I don't actually take the same path twice, no matter how wonderful, no matter how much I have learned about how I could now improve upon it.

Each moment is unique. Each is a treasure.

Sometimes, the best thing that is happening at the moment is that you are not being eaten alive by mosquitoes.

Relish that thought, when it occurs.