One evening, after spending several days with his new wife, a man leaned over and whispered into her ear, “I love you.”
She smiled – and the man smiled back – and she said, “When I’m eighty years old and I’m thinking back on my entire life, I know I will remember this moment.”
A few minutes later, she drifted off to sleep.
The man was left with the silence of the room and the soft sound of his wife’s breathing.
He stayed awake, thinking about everything they had done together, from their first date to their first vacation together and ultimately to their big wedding. These were just some of the life choices that the couple had made together that had led to this very moment of silence in the presence of each other.
At one point, the man then realized that it didn’t matter what they had done or where they had gone. Nor did it matter where they were going.
The only thing that mattered was the serenity of that very moment.
Just being together. Breathing together. And resting together.
We can’t let the clock, calendar, or pressure from external sources take over our lives and allow us to forget the fact that every moment of our lives is a gift and a miracle – no matter how small or seemingly insignificant it is.