You know, life has been pretty good to me. Everyday truly feels like a new adventure and with each new adventure comes a new experience, a new interaction, a new memory.
Also with each passing day, it feels like time moves a little bit faster. I finally understand why as kids, adults were constantly telling us that time flies. I wish I could take back all of those eye rolls, because as it turns out, it does.
While I don’t take these moments for granted, it seems like the more I do, the less I remember. Half the time I can’t remember what I did yesterday and that’s not an exaggeration. I blame digital overstimulation, lack of disconnection and the inability to slow down. I actually think those are proven facts, but if not, they're at least my great excuses.
Either way, while we’re recording and documenting more than ever before, I feel like I’m organically retaining less. Sometimes it feels like the memories I do have are actually just the few bits of a story that I can piece together from a picture that I’ve saved.
An ongoing regret of mine is not keeping a journal, writing on paper the small details, the intimate moments and the feelings that certain experiences gave me so I can properly evoke these memories.
Nonetheless, every time I find myself glancing back at these tangible memories, whether scrolling through my camera roll on my iPhone, or my Instagram timeline, or glancing at Facebook memories, I find myself overwhelmingly filled with gratitude. I believe reflection creates gratitude because it takes us out of our current situation or circumstance for a moment and reminds us of where life has taken us and how much we’ve grown, overcome, developed, and persevered.
So, in the midst of trying to defeat my journal struggles, I've decided I’m going to begin regularly reflecting on these memories and where life has taken me since. Forget Throwback Thursday, welcome to #ReflectionsofGratitude. I would love for you to join in with me on social media or with your own posts!