Quality Time

Tell me about you.

Over the last two weeks, I’ve spent valuable social time with an almost 2 year old, a 4 year old, a 30 year old, a 40-something year old, a 50-something year old, a 60-something year old, a couple of 70-somethings, and a few delightful 80-somethings. Nice, right?

It keeps you fresh. On your toes. The variety helps you stay current, as well as reminiscent. And as far as I can surmise, it’s absolutely necessary to a happy, fulfilling, valuable life.

What’s better than a 2 year old reaching for your hand? A 4 year old sharing their paintbrushes? A 30 something sharing their dreams? An 80-something sharing their story? You see yourself coming and going. You reflect and hopefully enlighten a little along the way. You grow.

You learn stuff. Or relearn it through a different lens. You may only live once, but so does everybody else, so why not tune in to their miniseries and experience something entirely different...or comfortably similar? Whatever the case may be, you’ll be the better for it. 

And so will society. 

And so will the world.  

“One day you will look back and see that all along you were blooming.” 

— Morgan Harper Nichols