Memories of days not lived
To the departed: “We still remember you!”
I believe that each of us has known someone very special or incredible, but that, for some reason, you distanced yourself from them or even lost them.
And suddenly, while you’re sitting, eating or even walking, you remember this person or a situation you experienced and, at that precise moment, like a watershed, you end up being flooded with nostalgic feelings and thoughts like: “I wish I’d done more”, “I could have enjoyed it more”, etc.
And the cycle of “if only I had” and “if only I hadn’t” enslaves us.
I’ve particularly found that this often happens to us because we were living the “past” thinking about the “future” and now we’re paying the price, living the “future” remembering the “past”.
In other words, we weren’t enjoying the moment.
“Value what you have, not what you don’t have.” — Amanda Martins da Costa
Appreciate the person, take a good look at how they smile, how they talk, how they might be feeling.
Enjoy the company of whoever is by your side, because nobody knows what tomorrow will bring.
And today I’m mature enough to realize that “tomorrow” doesn’t always take “everyone” with it… Unfortunately “some” end up staying in “yesterday”.
“Time is like an infinite train that lets go of a wagon every day.” — Elias LA DKS
Like two separate wagons on a train, we move away from each other, because one of us didn’t manage to jump into the next wagon (day).
The invisible barrier
The memories of my childhood are very strong, because at the time I wasn’t subjected to the rush and pressure of adult life or that the world imposes on us.
Because parents, siblings and family members, simply by their presence, seemed like invisible barriers, blocking out all the pressure we feel today.
But now that you’ve grown up, why don’t raise that barrier for yourself and for others?
Why do you allow all this pressure and rushing around to stop you from enjoying “today” and “now”?
I once learned that moments pass but memories remain, whether they are good or not.
Live the moments before they become memories — @Luanklk
It’s sad to remember a loved one and not know anything about them, I mean know their dreams and ambitions. When that happens, they’ve really died.
But when we remember their dreams and ambitions, they live on in us! And we can carry them on, after all, that’s what life is all about: “carrying on what we’ve been given”.
I hope you enjoyed reading this. Thank you… Follow up!
To my two precious departed friends:
Edgar Vicente (Nigga B ) — in memory
Letícia Matias (Exclusiva 🩷🦋) — in memory
I’ll be following up for you too!