Once, when...

 

 

To relive the past for a brief moment is fine, but to remain there can only damage the present.

Sometimes, the past is best left there, only to be dialed up when needed.

A month or so ago, I went back to my old Junior High School for a parent-teacher conference.  It was for my daughter who is now in eighth grade.  That got me to thinking.

*Once, when I was in the eighth grade, I felt like a loser.  Often, it just seemed like the other kids were smarter, better looking and far cooler.  Now, I hardly remember their names, feel sorry for them when I hear of some of their plights, and could care less of what they once thought of me.

*Once, when I was far younger, I used to play flag football on Thanksgiving morning, running around like a lunatic in the cold and mud.  Now, on Thanksgiving mornings I sit inside in my warm living room and watch the National Dog Show with my family and try not to nod off.

*Once, when my two eldest children were very young, I remember them fondly sitting around the Thanksgiving dinner table.   Now, I enjoy sharing turkey as well with my two younger daughters, realizing times change and to enjoy now as well.  Youth is fleeting; love endures forever. 

*Once, when I needed to find employment fourteen years ago, I became an exterminator for about five years and then left it.  Now, I am back to killing bugs again, kind of feeling like Marty Mc Fly in BACK TO THE FUTURE, but feeling very grateful for a job.

*Once, when I was in high school, I thought cool Nike canvas sneakers, like everyone else had, would save me from being a nerd.  Sadly, although my sneakers were sort of cool, the rest of me still happened to be a nerd.

The truth is that yesterday is history, it happened good or bad. So, take what you can from yesterday and keep moving forward finding out what new and exciting discoveries now can offer.  

Once, when....always gives way to what is; the question is will we go with it?

Swavel