It was almost here for a while. Now it’s almost gone. That’s how spring goes. School is almost out. Summer is almost here. There’s so much talk about living in the moment, which we do lots of, but so much of what we do is in the almost.
There’s the hard stuff like test results and doctor’s appointments. The celebratory stuff like new babies and trying a new church and visiting a friend.
There’s so much waiting. So much almost.
Like this flower, almost eventually brings us to now. And some more waiting. But the view is quite lovely.