Do you remember announcing your age when you were little? Every month counted. You weren't six, you were six and a half. Have you heard some proud Granny say that she is almost ninety-five years and eleven months?

Do you know someone counting down to zero? How many weeks until a holiday that's been a lifelong dream? How many more weeks until a new baby arrives?

How many weeks until your new house is ready, or how many weeks until retirement?

We count and we count. And the months and weeks get crossed off on our calendars. The days vanish. The hours disappear in front of our eyes.

We practise for our first 21.1km race. We read to reach our book goal for the year. We increase our laps in the pool. We even dress with 33 items for 3 months. We need a certain amount of money in the bank. We need to be there for 6 o'clock.

We are governed by numbers.

And what we often forget, is the most important number of all. The one moment that is now. (Tweet This)

This moment. The one we can taste, the sounds we hear, the feel of a loved one's hand, the weight of our thoughts, the music of our heartbeat.

Let's spend this moment, in this moment.

Because the day will come, when there will be just one moment left. (Tweet This)

Because we're all just counting down to zero.