Sometimes we get so caught up in what happened in the past, or we get carried away with plans for the future, that we often forget about the present.
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Don’t get me wrong… I believe that it’s okay to reminisce about the past or to be excited about the future. For instance, I can wax nostalgic about going to the Tennessee Valley Fair last fall and the great time I had with my friends Katy and Tresa. I could dwell in the “coulda, shoulda, woulda” moments (shoulda done a semester studying abroad, coulda stayed at the TV station and maybe worked my way up from video editor to on-air reporter) or obsess about the regrets in my life (regret not traveling more, or regret not telling certain people that I loved them), but what could I do now that would change anything that happened in the past?
On the other hand, I could obsess about the future and make myself sick with anxiety. I’m 43 now (my birthday was Jan. 6th), and this month has been fraught with death, from David Bowie and Alan Rickman, to my husband’s cousin Betty and her mother (who literally passed away one day before Betty). And thinking about the future is not always centered around death and negativity. I could obsess about going to see Elton John in March (“Ba-ba-ba-Benny and the Jets…”), or I could stress out about taking the motorcycle riding course in a few months.
So like the quote above says: “Forget yesterday. It has already forgotten about you. Don’t sweat tomorrow. You haven’t even met. Instead, open your eyes, and your heart to a truly precious gift: today.”
Have a great day!
