There are times in history where we all remember where we were when that specific moment passed. Tragic events, like Princess Diana’s death or the events of 9/11, or the really happy stuff, like weddings and babies and birthdays. But what about the day-to-day? The average? The routines?
My son and I were sitting at my daughter’s lacrosse practice on Sunday evening, and in the waning moments of her drills, he started scrolling through the photos on my phone. We reminisced about pictures at the start of my camera roll, dating all the way back to 2013; from loose teeth and Halloween parties to vacations and baseball games. “Oh, the good ol’ days,” he said flippantly, with the tongue-in-cheek nonchalance that only a ten-year-old can muster. He didn’t mean it, of course, but his statement made me take pause.
The good ol’ days.
The thing about the good ol’ days is that they seem better when shined up with the lens of nostalgia. In fact, in a few years, today will be one of those good ol’ days.
It was a good reminder for me to live in the present, be in the moment, have gratitude for today. It’s something that many of us struggle with I’m sure, and as a Type-A Virgo, my drive to always be onto the next, striving for more, pushing the limits, can sometimes be too much.
Take it in.
Today is a good ol’ day.