I keep a shoe box full of trinkets in my closet above my color coordinated wardrobe. The box is almost bursting forth of item that would seem meaningless anyone but me. A fake plastic butterfly, pins and buttons, a sample bag of coffee, name tags, and photos. A pile of junk that will most certainly be tossed in the garbage once I pass on.
To me it is something more. Each item represents a memory I wish to hold close to my heart. Moments in time that I do not wish to loose. My first prom, a beautiful "I love you", a trip to Mexico, my first real job, and the best Christmas present ever.
Why do we feel the need to hang on to these constant reminders of the past? A habit that can cause us to bury ourselves in times that are long since gone and miss out of the wonderful moments of the present.
How do you incorporate the past present and future into your everyday life? Are you creating new memories through old connections? Live in the happy days that are yet to come.
