Savoring Things

I've been in therapy off and on for about 13 years. Recently my therapist and I decided it was time to let our work germinate in the real world...ie: end our therapeutic relationship. Obviously I've had therapeutic relationships end before, many times, some entirely on my terms, some, devastatingly not. This time is different as it was a mutual decision. We decided to taper off, move from seeing each other weekly to seeing each other monthly. Tonight we talked about this tapering off and how it was going and he pointed out something to me. He said, based on what I had said, that it seemed like I was savoring things more, savoring life, and savoring the present. Much of our work had to do with being present in the right now and I haven't quite latched on to a feeling of success in that endeavor. But tonight, hearing the word savor brought a smile to my face, because it felt like recognition. Instead of the phrasing being instruction, something I should learn and practice, it was like he gave language to something I was already experiencing. And that feeling of success that had eluded me forever it seems, made a brief but highly enjoyable appearance. I'm trying to let myself savor that feeling of accomplishment, knowing full well that it cannot be sustained forever.