I struggle between the need to live
in the present and the need for
memory therapy. It's so important
to learn to live in the now. I get that.
But the joy in mulling over memories
past, is both delightful and delectable.
Perhaps, the problem lies in wallowing
in yesterday's sorrows rather than
recapturing the joy found when paging
through yesteryear's picture book.
Does it come down to balance?
Surrender? When in doubt, do both?!
joys and sorrows found
yesterday and the morrow
seek balance of both
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