Moving forward is sometimes the hardest thing to do. I realized the irony of that sentence as I was writing it. Isn’t that the point of the writing I have been doing over the last year plus? To move on. I don’t even think of that when I thought of the sentence but I sure did when typing it.
Life is strange. It sometimes happens that way. You don’t realize what you’re doing until you are doing it. Here I am sitting down to write a post about forgetting yesterday on every tomorrow and instead I end up writing about the past and grief again, because moving forward is sometimes the hardest thing to do.
We hold onto what is passed and what is past. We remember the good times, regret the bad, and forget the mediocre. Moving forward is about putting one foot in front of the other and facing each day at a time. Forget everything that happened yesterday and act as if today is the first of its kind.
It is crazy because that really is it. It really is that simple. Imagine if you really did it. Committed to it. Acting as if you are meeting every person in your life for the first time. It could get weird or scary fast. Running out of the house when your wife comes downstairs because, “Ahhhhh! There’s a stranger in my home.” That might be kind of fun.
How would your day go if you made a second rule. Act as if you are meeting everyone for the first time and they are your best friend. That might scare the crap out of the barista at Starbucks or the mother in daycare drop off when you go in for a massive bear hug. That might get weird fast too, but it would be entertaining.
These are things I am not going to do, but they sound like good ideas when written down. Easy to plan hard to practice as one might say. It looks good on paper, but putting it into action is a different matter entirely.
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