As a chronic worrier and dweller on past-events myself,  I am trying to initiate this change into my daytime and night-time routine.  Today it was something as simple as being so thankful that a kind man (on his way up the stairs nonetheless) helped me bring my heavy stroller (with my son on board) down the steep steps of the subway.  I don't think he even spoke any english but I thanked him with my biggest smile and felt my heart lift from the kindness he had shown.

Tonight before going to bed, I will think about the amazing fresh food I was able to prepare for my family for dinner, for the wonderful day at the aquarium with my son, that my parents returned home safely from a trip, and keep in mind that I am able to wake up and start new everyday.