Today I stood with friends I first met in first grade, fifth grade, ninth grade…..and as we stood reminiscing and talking about the nows of our lives, for about five minutes I wished we were standing around at recess again. Hearing their voices was like coming home, and I remembered what that other life, that younger me was like. Just hanging out at age five, ten, fifteen–worrying about things that now seem so small.
But then I’d have to relive 1998, 2009, 2011, 2013…..
and those were pretty hard years.
And so in the moment of accepting that now is the place where I’m meant to be, I realized there’s a reason clocks don’t run backwards.
And so we press forward. Holding close the ones we have and loving them.
Making that a priority. Now. In this moment.
Love to all.