{"id":2113,"date":"2010-03-02T22:31:19","date_gmt":"2010-03-03T04:31:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/polarbear60.org\/randr\/?p=2113"},"modified":"2019-06-14T09:03:51","modified_gmt":"2019-06-14T14:03:51","slug":"the-present","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/the-present\/","title":{"rendered":"The Present"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was puttering around, minding my own business.\u00a0 I trolled through my Bloglines feed and pulled up Tech&#8217;s <a href=\"https:\/\/51313.blogspot.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">51313 Harbor Street<\/a>.\u00a0 I&#8217;m behind on reading.\u00a0 I was out of town over the weekend, but in the back of my mind, I knew he&#8217;d written two new posts in the last week titled &#8220;Belief&#8221; and &#8220;Faith.&#8221;\u00a0 I hadn&#8217;t read them yet, but when he posted &#8220;Friendship&#8221; today and talked about Gail and the wonderful friend she&#8217;d been for him through the years, calling attention to her comment on his &#8220;Belief&#8221; post, I was doing some scrambling to catch up.<\/p>\n<p>Please read the whole post and comment <a href=\"https:\/\/51313.blogspot.com\/2010\/02\/belief.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">here<\/a>, but this is what slapped me upside the head and prompted this post:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>No one&#8217;s life turns out just like they thought it would, but that  doesn&#8217;t mean it&#8217;s not a good life.  And there are so many conditions of  happiness available in the right here and now.  You don&#8217;t have to run to  the future to find them. Don&#8217;t sacrifice the present for the future or  by getting stuck in the past.  The present is all we really have and we  need to make the most of it.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>See, I spent much of my teen years longing for The Future.\u00a0 Things would be so much better then.\u00a0 That&#8217;s when things would really happen.\u00a0 (Yes, they did, but how much did I squander?) Thankfully, I&#8217;m not too big on being stuck in The Past.\u00a0 Sure, I wonder what it would have been like to finish college where I began in a traditional way, but that wasn&#8217;t going to happen for me.\u00a0 Mostly because of my attitude.\u00a0 My attitude has been a problem most of my life, but I&#8217;ve managed to be moderately successful (by my definition) in spite of it.\u00a0 In fact, my problem may be that I think I&#8217;ve forgotten more of my past than I ever knew.\u00a0 Does that mean I can make stuff up now?<\/p>\n<p>But seriously.\u00a0 My hubby spent four years in the Air Force more than fifty years ago, and he constantly reminisces about things that happened to him and things he did back then.\u00a0 I spent twenty-eight years in the Air Force, and I haven&#8217;t found much reason to remember too many stories from that time of my life, which, incidentally, comprises my entire adult life except for the last year and a half, plus the year I spent at Ohio State and the nearly a year I spent making toy drums in Massachusetts before entering the Air Force (three and a three-quarter years, if you&#8217;re keeping track at home).<\/p>\n<p>I doubt too many people are too interested in the Ohio State Traying Team (using dining hall trays do slide down snowbanks) or stretching our phone handset cords to the doors of our room and talking face to face to our suitemates (in the age of cell phones, isn&#8217;t that quaint?).\u00a0 Ditto for slicing my right index finger with a piece of sheet metal at the drum factory or hauling the porta-potty in to work to dump it because I didn&#8217;t have indoor plumbing for several months while I embraced the joys of living in a cabin in the woods while earning minimum wage making toy drums.\u00a0 Yeah, I&#8217;ve laughed about those days, but I doubt too many people are interested, and, frankly, other than making sure I remember how tough it can be to make ends meet, I&#8217;m not wild about reliving those days.<\/p>\n<p>The Future still entices me, even though I&#8217;m not certain how exciting it will be.\u00a0 It holds fascinating possibilities, but my challenge is to live in The Present, which brings me to why Gail&#8217;s quote inspired me.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s probably nothing to you, but until I read Gail&#8217;s comment, I had never superimposed the meaning of the words &#8220;present&#8221; and &#8220;present.&#8221;\u00a0 One word means &#8220;the here and now&#8221; and the other means &#8220;a gift.&#8221;\u00a0 Then I realized The Present is a present we open anew every single day of our lives.\u00a0 What we do with that present makes all the difference.\u00a0 You can&#8217;t save it.\u00a0 It&#8217;s perishable.<\/p>\n<p>What are you going to do with your Present when you roll out of bed tomorrow morning?\u00a0 And the morning after that?\u00a0 It&#8217;s precious and special.\u00a0 Just for you.\u00a0 Enjoy it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was puttering around, minding my own business.\u00a0 I trolled through my Bloglines feed and pulled up Tech&#8217;s 51313 Harbor Street.\u00a0 I&#8217;m behind on reading.\u00a0 I was out of town over the weekend, but in the back of my mind, I knew he&#8217;d written two new posts in the last <span class=\"excerpt-dots\">&hellip;<\/span> <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/the-present\/\"><span class=\"more-msg\">Continue reading &rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[45,46],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2113","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-not-silly-stuff","category-personal"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2113","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2113"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2113\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14657,"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2113\/revisions\/14657"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2113"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2113"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeanschara.com\/pmtoo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2113"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}