It's a shame, we have a penchant for remembering the bad times, painful and shameful times. As I looked through those photos, I saw beautiful, happy faces. Remembered the happy times, the smiles the laughter.
It is true, these everyday delights made up most of our lives, yet when we look back in our minds, it's the pain we recall.
Something else struck me. How beautiful we all were, so young and vibrant. It saddens me to think that I didn't think I was beautiful then. I was, in my mind, too fat, my hair never looked right, I didn't have the new fancy clothes I thought everyone else did.
What a waste of the prime of my life. These days, I am working with a team of lovely, healthy, strong and lively people whom I have grown to care very much about. At this time, I am the oldest one in the group. As I listen to conversations, I hear, a lot of lamenting about how they are getting old fast.
They are not. In fact, we work in the therapy dept. of a skilled nursing facility and see people who are truly old. When I look in the mirror, I feel young and hopeful. My only lament is that I didn't appreciate those years of my youth and the growing up years of my children.
Fantasizing the freedom from regrets. Enjoy everyday you are able to get up on your own and live each day to the fullest. Carpe Diem!