These are the good ol’ days.
There’s a little exercise I love to do, especially when I’m frustrated and wondering what the heck life is all about…
I close my eyes and imagine that I’m 95 years old now. I really feeeel it. My life has gone by and it’s almost over; a photo album, some stories, memories, accomplishments, loved ones. I’ve gotten used to feeling achy and tired. I spend much of my day just getting up and around. My kids are all grown and aged themselves. Most of my lifetime friends are gone. My parents are dead.
And here I am, looking back, thinking how wonderful it would be if I could go back in time and taste some of it again; maybe do things differently. To be young again, to be healthy and strong again, to have a lifetime of opportunity before me again, to play with my kids or grand kids again while they were still children. To hug my parents and friends again. To say thank you again. To help. To appreciate. To love. What a gift it would be to relive part of my past. I really feel what it’s like to be 95 years old now.
And then I say, “Please God, let me go back in time. Let me be young again and appreciate all I had. Please.” And then, when I’m really longing for it and feeling like that life is a dream that will never really come true, and my life is really almost over… I open my eyes…. Continue reading at InspireMeToday.com.
Chris is a financial advisor and consultant.