Kids live in the Now. Adults are hobbled by regrets for the past and fears for the future. All the little ones know is that they are here, now and that’s what counts. My five-year-old granddaughter was just diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. We worry. Her mother worries. The child herself is unstoppable, taking on the world at ramming speed, pausing only for the annoying injections, forgotten as soon as completed.

Only kids truly grasp the saying that “yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift; that’s why it’s called the present”.