A friend from college is currently in South America with the Peace Corps and her life, or the way she describes it, is nothing short of wonderful. The work is hard with long, challenging hours, but everything is worth it for the moments she's able to enjoy backpacking through countries or frolicking on beaches. These are the moments that deserve all of the focus.
Yesterday, I stopped at the grocery store on my way home from work to get the final ingredients to make dinner. In the check out line, I realize the most important ingredient was absent from my basket. I check out and contemplate the importance of the missing puzzle piece all the way to my car before deciding that the spaghetti sauce is nothing without the Italian sausage. So I dropped off the first bag of groceries and head back in the store to battle the masses once more, slowly muttering, "This is a nightmare." Rushing through the store and then back to my car for the second time, I repeated, "This is a disaster." Then, while repeating the personal mantra and waiting for the cars to let me out, I realized the level of ridiculousness. After leaving my full-time job and taking my beloved dog to the dog park, my attitude is nearly debilitated from having to buy a second round of groceries for the dinner I'm about to cook for friends. Nothing about that is unfortunate, much less a "disaster" of any sort.
All this to say, enjoy the moment my friends, and, if that proves difficult, step back until a moment to appreciate is found.