He no longer flicked through the morning paper, automatically placing food in his mouth, barely aware whether it was toast or cornflakes, coffee or tea, or which of the children it was who was shouting about not being able to find a bookbag. Now he held this time with greater awareness. He dedicated it to mindful presence: David’s intention was to be here for these moments of his morning, for himself and for his family. After all, wasn’t this his life?
