Avenoir

The desire to see memories in advance...

When I came across this word, I instantly chuckled because I have experienced this desire. More times than I can count I have sat on my bed wishing I could skip to the good parts of my experiences. You know the part where all my dreams are now real and I am living in the happily ever after that is often advertised in fairytales and movies.

Should I get this opportunity, first, I want to find out if I eventually get to view working as a dream (dream job goals), if I’d get to see all the places I have on my to-go list. All the new hobbies I would add to my current ones, new friends, new cuisines.

More than that, I want a glimpse of how love and laughter would be exemplified over the course of my lifetime. I want the memory of my baby being put in my hand for the first time while skipping all the shouting that comes with pushing in the delivery room.

Being the person that I am though, I can instantly identify the flaws in my thinking, as much as it would be great to have only pleasant memories, I think all the parts to the journey is required for meaningfulness.

No, we do not have to be grateful for bad memories or think that they were meant to teach us something so we can inspire others, or to make us appreciate the good times more.

I think every memory is valuable in itself without the necessity of pitting it against another.

Life is for the experience in itself. The situation in which it occurs and the interpretation we give to it.

Tell me, what does your version of fast forward to the good life look like?

Xoxo,

Dcconnoisseur.