October 8, 2023, Sunday evening, 6:13pm, pacific standard time, apartment in Aliso Viejo, California, USA. My daughter had a Girl Scout function today. She was the acting president of a meeting earlier so I am curious how it went. Her mom went to pick her and a friend up so I am in Aliso Viejo with the dog. Today was a nice day. The third Sunday in a row where I wasn’t overly anxious. I could find perspective and appreciation in the present. Memories are beautiful because I can flit in and out of them whenever I choose. And while they carry emotional weight that doesn’t mean they are more valuable than now. In time this moment I am living now will become the past, just like Arizona and 50 years before that. Regardless of what I see from here until the end I know this time is rare must be appreciated for what it is.