Today I Love Good Memories
Today I love good memories like reading back through the years of “Today I Love” posts here for more than two years and on the Facebook for more than four years. I love finding poetry I’ve written that I had forgotten about, especially when I like it and think to myself, “I wish I could write like that … oh, wait, I did.” I love that I know I should be ashamed of thinking my work is that good, but I truly cannot imagine having written those lines or what was going through my head when I did. I think I might miss being the me I was, but I love being this me now, so I’m not willing to trade. I love that I get to be the me that is me now and was me then. I love being this complicated in the whole, yet this simplistic in the now. I love this wild and crazy life of mine. I love knowing that things will both get better and get worse, each in their turn, and always more to come until I’m done, because, worse or better, it means I’m still going and I have so much to do yet in this life of glorious living. I love that this life is all mine. I love that no one else would want it, but it is the only one I want.
Today I love that there are still plans for busyness and they involve seeing sights at different sites, exploring new spaces and revisiting old ones, and taking care of our own space in comforting, mundane ways. I love that tonight is the last game of our extended season at the curling rink, I’m quietly stoked about the whole thing. I love that we have a chance to win the season even if we lose tonight. I love that this team hasn’t lost a game yet, though I’m told I’m not supposed to mention that because it might jinx us.
Today I love fresh strawberries in porridge, WOW those things are like candies in there. I love that today is supposed to be rather warm and pleasant and even though there is more snow yet to come in the next week or two, this day and the next few are going to feel divine. I love that this back and forth in the weather is what we are supposed to be experiencing right now, days of blissful warmth and days of burdened grumbling by people who feel they are owed something more than being alive to experience everything … ha ha. I love that once the weather changes, they will either complain about what they’ve been through, complain about winter coming back, or complain about road construction, because it all makes me realize how easy it is to complain and how worth the effort it is to enjoy the good parts instead.
Today I love drinking coffee while I contemplate past loves.
Babcock, K. (2018). Today I Love Good Memories. Psych Central. Retrieved on April 26, 2018, from https://blogs.psychcentral.com/today-i-love/2018/03/today-i-love-good-memories/