Letting the mind wander

In two years, my three-year-old will be five.

I think how wonderful it will be to have him out of diapers, be able to sleep better and be more independent.

But I think in two years, I will also wish my then five-year-old will be three. Because I was too busy wandering, I missed what was right in front of me now.

Regret is indeed a powerful teacher. Tomorrow is not guaranteed but only today.