As we enter the beginning of the end of Covid in the US, I find myself returning to a simple thought throughout my day. It’s this: “This is the best that things are ever going to be”. When I’m talking to my children, taking my dogs for a walk, finishing my day of work.
I guess it can have many interpretations, but for me the phrase is synonymous with being present, enjoying this moment. Not the expectation of some future or regret for some past. It’s an expression of gratitude. I find it extremely powerful — maybe it’s the combined weight of relief from the past year, or just reaching some maturity and acceptance of my place in the world. I’m not sure what comes next, but I’m grateful for right now and the people in my life.