BRENT STOLLER

A hopeful, (sometimes) humorous take on the traumas of infertility and pregnancy loss.

This Moment is a Gift

One of the things I’ve been working on is trying to tune in to the small things.

More often than not, I’ve failed, and failed miserably.

I get too hung up on the past or too fearful of the future to appreciate the present.

But today I scored, appropriately, a small victory.

For lunch, my wife and I went to what has recently elevated itself to my favorite burger place.

I’ve been going to this restaurant off and on for years, but over the last several months, it’s taken it up a notch. I can’t put my finger on exactly how; my tastebuds have just been craving it — and it hasn’t disappointed.

A flash of excitement surged through me this morning when it popped into my head as a lunch option, and thankfully my wife agreed to join me.

The little things can make such a big impact.

My stomach was rumbling as my order was placed in front of me, and I savored every bite of my double-patty burger and order of crinkly fries.

(Side note: That is one thing that’s always separated this place from the pack — the crinkly fries. I do not apologize for loving them so much.)

It was nice to be in the moment for a change.

I should do that more often.

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This originally appeared on 100 Naked Words.