The antonym of presence?
Just think about that for a minute. Absence.
It sounds so lonely.
And I’m afraid I’m gonna have to say: guilty as charged. I have been far too connected, not living enough in the moment, not being present.
So beginning at 5pm tonight and ending on Monday morning, I’m going unplugged. For the entire weekend.
Now I have to be upfront about this – it’s not entirely by choice. At first it wasn’t, anyway. You see, a certain someone lost a bet (ahem, me) and a certain husband got to choose his “prize” (this is our usual gin rummy bet we play – the very same one that got Scott into a mani/pedi situation…’nuf said).
Without hesitation, he chose presence.
Talk about an eye-opener. I’ve clearly been far too absent during the very little time that we do get together, particularly during our jam packed work weeks.
So yes – going unplugged didn’t start off as my choice, but now that I’ve had time to let the concept settle in? I’m all for it. To live in the moment, with my most favorite person on the face of this earth, totally uninterrupted, for an entire weekend?
So this is me, surrendering to presence. Ready to live the sh*t out of this weekend with the man I love.