A song from the 1980s by Eddie Money goes something like this; “I wanna go back, go back and do it all over, but I can’t go back I know…I thought that things were never going to change…I know now that things will never be the same.” I loved listening to that song as a teenager, not for the desire to go back, nor did I understand completely what that desire might be, but more for just loving right where I was. When I think of that song now, I appreciate the words ~ reminding me to enjoy the present moment, because it will never be exactly the same again, and time does go by, much too fast.
Whether we wish for a time returned because we missed an opportunity or we just yearn for a certain time of life, we don’t get to go back. We have to live life the best we can, right now. There are times when life brings challenges and hardships and we spend a period of time grieving. That is a necessary process. Then, when the time is right, we can get back to appreciating and cherishing our present surroundings. Other times, it seems a way of life for people to put a priority on things that are deemed “big things,” to later realize they weren’t the big things. Or we become so busy filling up our life, making sure we fit everything in, that we miss the amazing treasures right in front of us. I’ve heard many older adults reflecting on life and saying, “I wish I did….” If we could take the time to consider what is most important to us in our world, maybe then we would take the time to make that a priority.
I think of a beautiful poem by Erma Bombeck, entitled, “If I Had My Life To Live Over.” It was written after she found out she had a fatal disease. Here are just a few of the lines.
If I had my life to live over, I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the ‘good’ living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
Page 2 of 2 - I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.”
Make a priority those things you treasure most. Now is the time!