Now that I’m grown, I have these very vivid memories of my childhood … snow days where I’d build forts with my neighbor … hot summer days when we’d spend the entire day outside, and stay outside until well after the sun had set … dance numbers I’d create with my friends, and performing for our parents who probably thought we were insane. It’s these little memories that are currently making me long for a simpler life.
Is it possible to have these beautiful memories as an adult? Or, is it only possible to have these seasonal specific memories as a child without priorities?
There are often days when I just long for life to be more simple. There are times when I feel like all J and I are doing is working to pay our bills. Looking at it from a childhood perspective, I always saw my parents working 9-5, but then living on the weekends. There aren’t very many moments in my life where I’m not thinking about the work-life balance, and I just wonder when that will equalize.
Or, is the whole point to ensure your baby has this perspective of your life. She’ll have those vivid childhood memories, and it’s our job to work hard, and often.
Until we’re living in a little home on a little bit of land, I am sure I will have this angst. I will be striving towards a life free of clutter. A life that’s a bit calmer and less connected. Right now, life is a bit busy … a bit crazy, but I am savoring every moment along the way.