Experiences are something that we take with us almost regardless of what happens to us. I have a wealth of happy memories that I can call upon and smile with. I treasure these. Sometimes I want there to be something more substantial to them, but having the memory should be and usually is enough. This is why I think that getting distracted on trips with taking a picture or buying a souvenir becomes almost counter productive. I suppose that people want the picture to spark a memory but this just seems odd to me. I don't remember my trip to the Butchart Gardens with my mom because of a picture I have. I do remember, vividly, standing with her and looking at the dancing fountains. I remember her holding my hand and getting a child-like smile as she recalled growing up and loving to watch the dancing fountains as a little girl with her father. And she lived her experience and passed it on to me all in one graceful motion. I smile and am embraced by the memory... the experience.
Maybe I should be tapping into these past experiences more often and taking from them the small joys they have to offer. Perhaps I should realize the wealth I have in all of the smiles I've experienced with my friends and all the support I've received from them over the years. Cherish the memories and remember that these are a true wealth. With that in mind, I need to also make sure that I eat up life and all of the possible experiences that I'm offered. You only get one chance (unless you believe in a second go around) so it's best not to let things pass you by.
I wonder what experience life will provide me with next.

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