#Spiritual Pillar nostalgic notes…
“I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them” - Andy Bernard
We are rewatching The Office for the third (and not final) time at the moment, so I figured this quote was marvellously relevant.
Current (and future) subscribers, it's been a nostalgic week!! All this talk of inner child has got me in the reminiscent feels.
I decided to go and check out our old apartment in Tamarama this morning, after a nearby appointment. My sister and I moved there at the end of 2019 (from Perth), and lived there for a bit over a year. Covid hitting the shelves in 2020 meant that we spent a lot of time in that apartment and area. How lucky were we!?
We continued to visit the area regularly when we moved out (close by), but since moving again, we haven't been back in a while. So, when I headed back this morning, I found myself tearing up.
So many memories there. It was our every day at such a pivotal time. Living in a new city during a pandemic. Our last year of living together, before we moved in with our partners. And then we just leave it all behind… without really looking back.
I went down to the rocks where I used to swim (pretty much daily) with the dog we were looking after at the time. And I found myself thinking… when we played down there for the last time, how was I to know that that was going to be the very last time we did that together?!
When my mom visited from Perth and we went down for a swim, how was I to know that that would be the last swim together at our favourite spot?!
When my sister and I went for our daily coffee, how was I to know that that was going to be the last coffee run at our local?!
What I would do now to relive just one of those days.
Our first day in the apartment (even though it was a bit of a sh*t show). Swimming down at the rocks for the first time (even though I probably got bitten by something). Having our first of many coffees at the local (even though I probably shouldn’t have had that second coffee). My now husband and I saying "I love you" to each other for the first time down near the water (even though it was after an argument). My sister leaving the apartment for her first date with her now husband (even though… just kidding). All of these first times. Gone. And kind of forgotten?! Or not…
Today was such a powerful reminder that “every day is a good old day”. And that I cannot, and will not, take a single day for granted.
Today, I woke up to a beautiful sunny day, took the dog for a walk, had coffee and breakfast with my husband, drove to work (so grateful for my easy commute), had a skin check-up (all clear), went and visited my old "hood", and tonight, I’m set for a lovely home-cooked dinner and snuggle on the couch with my little family. How’s that for a “good old day”?!
My advice to us: live in the moment - soak it all up - the good, the bad, the ugly. Cliché yes, but it's overused for good reason!
And, leaving the best till last: REMINISCE. Take time out of your day to reflect on and remember the “good old days” - and yes, that includes this very day. Take a trip to your old "hood", look through photos and messages, read and write in your journal, talk about / share memories with your nearest and dearest.
DO IT ALL. Before it’s too late.
Simply living in the good old days,
Salty
This post actually had me tearing up 🥹 Everyday is such a blessing but sometimes I fear I’m just going through the motions. Rarely though. But I have so few “memories”. Life just flies by. I’m so trying to just soak in the little moments and get excited for the smallest things. I think we’re pretty good at it tbh. We’re so grateful. But unfortunately spend a bit too much time worrying about silly things!!