Thursday, September 19, 2013

The best of moments are fleeting.

I know that I am an extremely sentimental human being. I fall hard for bouts of nostalgia. I melt at the sight of a scene that reminds me of one I once shared with a loved one. I spend an incomprehensible amount of my time daydreaming of days past and the days to come. 

Does this make me a walking cliche? Maybe. I don't think, however, that I am going to change anytime soon. Sure, I let periods of cynicism creep in. We all do. Yet I can't help but be overwhelmed by the amount of good that I've had in my life, even though sometimes it is easy to forget. 

It can be easy to forget when you're far away from that someone that authored one of your most favorite memories, from that someone that created the good in your life. It can be easy to forget when you get caught up in the everyday realities of life, despite that we try with all of our might to not let these mundane routines consume us. 

Sometimes, we just need to be reminded of what we have, and what we have had. Memories can be painful, but those that are most painful are often the ones we treasure the most--they are the memories that tear at us with their fleeting nature. 

Yet it is always the best of moments that are fleeting. Otherwise, these moments would be completely normal. They would not be emblazoned upon our hearts and minds, causing bittersweet pangs of emotion.  

Every time I pull a certain sweatshirt over my head, I remember the times that he has worn it when we've been together. My senses are overwhelmed as they recall that exact moment--what his smile looked like, how he pulled up one of the sleeves, why we couldn't stop laughing. 

As I reach for a tshirt, I think of the all the times that my mom must have worn it while she was dancing with a jazz company in my hometown. I think of her determination to become a better dancer, if not for herself, for her future students. I think of what she was experiencing at the age that she wore it, which was not far off from my own age now. 

Memories do fade, but never completely. Sometimes, all we need is a helpful reminder. 

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