“We do not remember days, we remember moments.” Cesare Pavese
When my dad had his stroke, he was unable to speak in complete sentences, making it very difficult to carry on a conversation. He would start to say, “There’s something personal I need to tell you…” I would sit forward, eagerly anticipating him sharing something deeply personal with me. Unfortunately, that’s where the sentence would end. He would not be able to find his words and was unable to complete the thought. However, in those cases, his default sentences became “Thank you” and “I just want to let you know how much I love you.” Now THAT’S a moment.
On a lighter note, I am an avid golfer. Not necessarily a good golfer, but I like to play. I have found that no matter how crummy of a game I am having, when I make that one perfect, beautiful shot, it makes all of the frustrations from the rest of the game disappear. I live for those moments, they give me hope.
What magical moments have you experienced in your life. How has a special moment changed the rest of an average or less-than-fun event? Take the time to be grateful for those moments – it’s where our best memories come from.
Have fun,
Lisa
What about the moment you laid eyes on your future spouse/significant other? Was that a moment? It certainly was for me – but that’s a story for another time. (I’ll give you a hint: it felt like fireworks were shooting out of the top of my head.)
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