Okay, so I am going to go all sentimental here… Have you heard the saying, “Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” Or “Cherish the moments, for they too, become memories.” Well, I don’t want to get all didactic and annoying, but really, it has hit me like nothing else.
The moments. Roommate roast and potato suppers with cheesecake for dessert. The first trip to the Milky Way for ice cream on opening weekend in spite of the snow still on the ground. The Grey Cup with cookie dough from the bowl. The late night conversations. And panic attacks. The many very-regular very-ordinary grocery shopping trips. The Norwalk virus fun (not.). The inside jokes. The new friends. If you would have asked me last year if I would recall the Norwalk virus with a grin I would certainly have said no! If you would have asked me to share “The Waterfall Story,” I would have grimaced. Now these are the memories I hold dear.
So, in the midst of the pain, the stress, the anxiety, the irritation, and the fatigue, breathe and reflect on the good. These are the memories you are creating. And they will be valuable. There is good in them. Enjoy! I hope I can keep this in mind for my future, too.