I just went to see the movie “Eat, Pray, Love” with my teenage daughters. I didn’t know much about the movie except that it was based upon a true story of a woman traveling the world to find peace within her self.
On the drive home with my daughters, now fifteen and seventeen, we reflected upon how much life had changed for all of us in their short life.
It seems the only reliable constant is that everything will change. We all know that everything will change, but somehow we are never ready for it when it happens.
I seem to live my life so much in the now-moment, with very little thought for the past or tomorrow, that on some level I feel like this luscious moment of post-movie bliss with my daughters in the car with me is somehow always going to be this way.
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