So my wife tells me frequently, that I am the most oblivious man on the planet.  And in my more lucid moments, I have to admit that she's right.  The best example of this happened awhile back...  My family was at Red Lobster for a meal.  The kids were excited and having fun talking about the shrimp they were going to get to eat, and the conversation was going well.  Only I wasn't engaged in it.  I was busy texting with someone about potential job openings here or there, and it took my focus completely.

In the midst of the engrossing thought process I was having, my mind was racing a million miles an hour.  I had questions to ask, and things that needed considering.  I simply wasn't there at the table, beyond the physical manifestation of my being.  I was lost, wrapped up in my own little world. 

Until I got a text from my wife, sitting across the table.  The text read...

Hello...  Is anyone in there?  Pay attention to us.

The text broke me out of my funk.  I was reminded that the best part of my life was sitting right there in front of me and I was absolutely missing it.  I turned my phone off, and focused on the moment in which I was physically present.  It was much better than anything else I could have been doing...  I wish I could say that I don't do that anymore, because I know I do, but sometimes the little reminders help to draw me back to where my attention should be focused.