So do you ever have those times when sentimental memories hit you like a ton of bricks? I was just looking at pictures from my summer of 2005, and listening to some music from back in the day. It all came back to me, how much fun that year was. Nights at the lake, afternoons in the yard, beer at Lloyd’s, great friends.
I am a guy who lives life moving forward at a very fast pace. As a friend once told me, I live live leaning into the future. But, there are those moments when I turn around and pause to survey the past. I usually am overwhelmed with the incredibly good times I have had. All of the great friends, experiences, memories…
I usually then become very fearful that these moments are the peak of my story. That the better moments in life are behind me. Sometimes we don’t realize how amazing life is until we look back and see how beautiful the scenery has really been. Rather than standing in awe of the magnificence of the moment, we stand in awe of the past (or worse, in regret of the past).
So I guess all of that is to say (in a rather cliche way), cherish the moments of your life, and live them with passion. I would much rather stand in awe of the future than in the regrets of the past.
