A journey down memory lane can be a peaceful drive in the countryside on a pleasant summer’s day. I live in the present, but I recollect the quality stuff from my past often. I have movie stubs that date back to 1998 when I was a boy of fourteen. Then there’s stamp book collections from 1984 (my mother bought these for me) through 1991. Of course there’s also photographs from the last thirty-five years. In addition I have also collected friends throughout my lifetime that I’ve worked hard to hold on to. Yes, I enjoy driving in the present and I take joy in the long drive home of reminiscing about the past.
Life is what we have the courage or cowardice to make of it. Optimism or pessimism. Love or hate. Kindness or meanness. Hope or despair. Beauty or ugliness. Overcoming or giving up. As I wrote in a recent short story, “It’s not the size of the mutt in the battle; it’s the size of the battle in the mutt.” I believe in fighting what the Christian scriptures would refer to as “The good fight.”
A journey down memory lane can be a terrifying and miserable experience. Some folks say they have no regrets. I am not one of these people. The best I can do is learn from past mistakes and attempt to be a better version of myself tomorrow.
I hope and I pray for you and I that we choose the peaceful drive in the countryside on a pleasant summer’s day. Reminisce about the wonderful times and stay tuned into life for the coming attractions. Once the joy of our moments are over all we have left is the movie stubs or the stamp collections or the photographs. Cherish these things while fighting like heaven to hold on to anyone and everyone that has ever called you their friend.