A few weeks ago my daughter was watching her son, sitting in his pyjamas, eating cheesy/maizey/puff/baby crisp things (copyright preventing me from naming the brand). It was a moment, and you had to be there.
“He’s living his best life mum” she said.
That sentiment has stayed with me ever since.
Living your best life.
Maybe not in pyjamas, and not necessarily while scoffing a family bag of tortillas, but what a great thought … that whatever we’re doing, we’re happy doing it, and in that moment, living our best life.
Thank you grandson, and daughter, for teaching me a valuable life lesson.