The real challenge

I often wonder about the difference in how we see things between childhood and later stages of life. A child enjoys the moment in a natural way. I remember clearly how, as a child, I could truly feel time, fresh air of early morning, the quiet calm of noon, then evening and night.  
The same for food. A child savors every bite, no matter how simple the meal, giving it full attention and time.  
As we grow older, this instinctive behavior fades or even disappears. We become more aware of time as a straight line, focusing on a past with regret or a future weighed down by worry. Rarely  we remember the *present moment*.  
Now, days feel like a series of responsibilities, and night is just a way to recharge for the next day. Similarly, we lose the joy of eating , we eat just to survive, with few exceptions.  

The real challenge is not to lose the child’s genius for tasting life—a spark that still lives inside every one of us.