Sunday, April 23, 2017

The Moment is Now

I remember as a child that I would go to the park, onto the swings, and I would sing.  I would swing and sing for hours.  One of the songs I sang had a few lines of 'when I was young I would listen to the radio, waiting for my favorite songs...when they came I'd sing along, they made me smile.  How I wish I could go back to those days....''

One day I was swinging, singing that, and suddenly stopped.  I realized it talked about longing to go back to the past and live there again.  Being around 10 years old, I had NO desire to go back to when I was younger.  It wasn't a nice time.  I never sang that song again.  I started swinging and singing BJ Bear's Last Song.

Nowadays there are songs on the radio about going back in time, and also emails of photos of the olden times that were better.  I just smirk and think no thanks, I like life now.  Not to say there aren't times in my past that weren't wonderful. Like when AJ and I got married, or when we got Jax, or moved to our own house, or farther back to when I had lost weight the first/second time etc.  They were great times.  But when I think of those times verses this moment.....  This moment is the best moment NOW.   This moment now, with my hips aching, my shoulder sore, AJ doing the dishes, Jax barking, the birds singing, me at this weight, me being tired after working out in the yard today, is the best moment ever!  And in a few minutes that will be the best moment ever.  Not to say they future will be better to live in, just the future isn't where to live either.  Nice to visit and plan for, but still NOW is the best.

I think of my life and each moment gets better then the last.  Marrying AJ was one of my best moments but looking back and comparing it to now....Now wins hands down.  Sometimes when I listen to all those songs, and look at all those photographs, I wonder if I'm the only one who loves life NOW.

Little tidbit.... after writing all that, the funny thing is NOW is always a bit in the past!  ha ha



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