When I realized I was in high school over 20 years ago, my world was rocked.
How does this happen? How can an hour in traffic seem like an eternity, but It seems like just recently:
I was nervous about what I would wear to my first college class.
I was playing dolls with my cousin.
I was eating Dad’s red velvet cake.
I was hosting girl’s night in my first apartment.
I was cuddling my tiny niece, in awe of her birth.
When I was little, I didn’t understand you when you would say it. But Mom, Dad, You were right: Time Flies.
Obviously, as we age, we learn. But do we give up something when many of the mysteries of the universe slowly unfold? When ignorance becomes knowledge?
No. I believe there is delight to be had in both stages.
When tiny, I would gaze on a beautiful flower and not yet comprehend how it bloomed. My ignorance produced in me a combination of mystery and awe that was truly amazing; it would send a shiver down my spine.
But so is the flip side of the coin: now I can look at a beautiful flower with respect and awe because I understand the minute details that go into making the blossom appear. And that knowledge is also, truly amazing.
In the Final Season of the TV Series, The Office, one of the main characters, Andy Bernard, says: “I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them.”
I believe there is a way to know, if I’m just a little more mindful. And thanks to the line in the show, (hopefully) people will be thinking about the concept further.
About a year ago, my sister turned 40. We had an epic time celebrating. And while doing so, I had a keen sense that I was in “the good old days.”
And I relished every moment.
I felt double the pleasure: Not only enjoying the moments but also realizing their significance and soaking them up even more.
I hope you will take some time to enjoy the good old days…today.
One thing I love about getting older: Seeing new versions of childhood toys!
A friend’s daughter was in my home recently, and she was glued to the show My Little Pony. I’m not going to lie: I too enjoyed seeing My Little Pony and how the artists of today have infused new style into her. Clearly, she’s alive and well and apparently still teaching adoring fans life lessons in her own TV series.
I don’t just enjoy the toys. I enjoy really anything that brings back good memories from my childhood. For example, for my birthday, my friend sent me this amazing multi-colored pen that you see in the picture.
I. LOVE. IT.
I had the same substantial pen in my eager clutches when I was a little girl. Only now it’s morphed into the 2018 edition. In my mind, what’s not to love? It’s beefy, it’s colorful, and it provides options. I totally sent my friend an old-fashioned snail mail thank-you card and used every single color to write it.
Creator of Love, Auntie.
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Welcome! My blog is a journal of sorts as I seek what makes "older" worth celebrating in a world that tends to glorify "younger." I hope it's a place you will find encouragement and positive words.