Five Ducks!

So, I've been really practicing my mindfullness. It sounds really trite and hokey, but, hell, the Dalai Lama looks pretty darn happy, right?

So, I'm walking in to work from the train station today and practicing my "mindful walking." And I'm noticing the flowers (bad for allergies, btw) and the sunshine and the sparking water and the fact they're shining up the Swan Boats. Spring is springing.

And then I see a mom with her two small children. Well, we all know how much I love kids. Yeah, not so much. But I heard this little boy, counting loudly: "One. Two. Three. Four. Five." And he turns to Mom, a look of triumph on his face, chest thrust out proudly, feet firmly planted in the ground. And he shouts, "Mommy! I counted FIVE DUCKS!"

And I realized, no matter what I did today. No matter how many project plans I finished or invoices I processed or registrations I registered, NOTHING I did today would be nearly as important as that little boy counting FIVE DUCKS.