I've always been in a race against time. I've ruined plenty a memory by not living in the moment. And I've lived a life feeling rushed, sometimes even when there's no such reason. Blame it on the way I navigated the fast pace of city life, or my planner/preparer personality. But if there's one thing I've learned over the past few months, it's that time is life's greatest luxury.
Time to appreciate a foggy morning.
And to gaze at the lights at night.
Time to catch a kiss on camera.
Time to swing with my baby girl on a spring day until we've had our fill.
To waste our minutes wisely.
Making memories, not do to lists.
Time is free, but it's priceless.
And this is the best time.