Memories…the scrapbooks of our minds that can be opened at any time, by anyone or anything. Think about it. We all have that song…that one song that can instantly erase the moment at hand with a good feeling. Think about it. We all have that someone…that one person we haven’t seen physically in years, yet their image takes us time traveling to a place far beyond their recent Facebook post.
Memories hold everything from nostalgia to learned lessons. Some will never be worthy of a glue stick and expensive paper. But, is it possible to turn things we want to forget into opportunities for appreciation? What if instead of wishing for the re-do we focus on building integrity? What if we stopped letting poor decisions and unfortunate circumstances define who we are today? When we admit fault and ask for forgiveness, bravery strengthens our soul. When we decide to own our decisions, confidence strengthens our posture.
Memories… the best of the best bring with them a feeling that we desperately wish would last forever. But, they’re not called the good old days because we are living in the bad new days. Today, we can turn memories into milestones and continue to appreciate. Every moment is an opportunity to create the happiness we deserve.
If you miss the way you danced on your honeymoon, play the song and find your groove. If you miss someone that passed on, talk to them. And, if you miss holding your child’s hand, then grab it. You are in control.
YOU are a treasure!
Those of us who believe that a happier world is possible need to remember that emotions are contagious. We have a social responsibility to “infect” others with expression. We need to seek out our smiles silent partners when the good vibes fall out of reach. Allow me to reference an angel as I explain…
My gramma was soft spoken, except when she declared her annual first robin sighting. Once upon a time, that bird was nothing but an interruption to my juvenile priorities. But, to her, that bird was a reason to share good news. Spring was near after another long Buffalo winter. The memory prompts happiness. The past is a smiles accomplice.
It’s a week into the new season and I have yet to see a robin of my own. I am still happy because I know I soon will. Today, I am one moment closer to being a corny bearer of a positive message. Today, I become a tradition maker. Today, I realize that gramma taught me to appreciate the small things. The present is a smiles accomplice.
In many, many years from now, the robin sighting will cause another generations eye rolls. I will tell my gramma how much I appreciate her and apologize that my timing was off. Together, we will look down and realize that our best was good enough. The future is a smiles accomplice.
YOU are a treasure!
Hello, January. We need to talk. But before I begin, I need you to know that the first pieces of these thoughts formed years ago. I was just never brave enough to confront you. January, you are beautiful but dangerous. You are a reason to procrastinate. You are an enabler.
You never accepted my relationship with change, constantly sabotaging it with excuses. By keeping the chance of failure far from sight, you’ve slowed my personal growth. I resent you for that.
January, I can’t overthink your expectations anymore. I analyze myself enough as it is. I don’t need your bandwagon of resolution seekers to help me figure out what I need to change. What if I don’t desire drastic? What if I choose to simply maintain?
January, my strength is greater than your need to control thanks to eleven other months. I just can’t wait for you anymore. A new start or small change is going to happen from now on when I want it to. It’s not you, it’s me.
Good things come to those who wait. Great things come to those who don’t when it comes to self care.
YOU are a treasure!