It is 5 am. I am in bed, staring at my phone screen as I type this post.

I am wide awake. My husband sleeps next to me and I write with a smile on my face.

I am amazed at how light I feel. I am content. I am awake in the middle of the night, still drifting on the edges of a pain flare and I am ok.

This is what mindfulness is, to me, in this moment.

I could let my thoughts drift everywhere. To the past, to the magic moment in the future where I will be able to sleep. But I am here, in the moment, where the night is silent other than the soft snores of my husband and the tapping of my fingers on the phone screen.

I am here. Now. Intensely grateful to be alive.

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