Today

The future. The past. I'm reading a book that is ridiculous in every aspect, but that's anthropology for you. However, the most recent chapter discusses time. Past, Present, Future. This has been something WEIGHING HEAVILY on my mind as of late. I think, "Wow, I've made so many mistakes...Wow, what is going to happen because of those mistakes?" I'm terrified of time. Afraid of losing time. The book I'm reading talks about the past as being part of us when it's over. It gets rooted in the earth, inside of our cells, and it supports us. Keeps us standing. I love that thought. The past becomes our foundation. Those mistakes that I've made, they taught me and now they are forever with me, to remind me that I can do better. I have learned a lot lately. The mistakes I've made this year have molded me into a better person, or at least I hope a better person.

The future. Scary, uncertain, yet exciting. The future sits in the horizon. Waiting for us. It will not show itself until it is time. It will not even give us a glimpse. It is patient and it waits. I am excited for the future. I anticipate the future everyday, because I only am acquainted with the past. I desire the future's friendship. But the future is wise to stay away until it is time.

The past and the future combine together to make the present. Right here. Right now. I live in the present. It is not scary, it is not part of me. It is simply here. And I forget to take advantage of it. I forget to let the present engulf me and I forget to enjoy the present. President Gordon B. Hinckley said, "Life is to be enjoyed, not merely endured." Why am I not enjoying right now? My present is amazing. Full of good things that I often take for granted. The present is a gift to me from the past and future. It is all they can do for me, to let me live right now.


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