Last night while watching the show This is Us, (if you don't watch it, you should- it's incredible) the older dying grandpa talked about grabbing onto moments while you're young. When you get old and slow it gets harder and harder to grab the good moments of life so they just float around you and disappear. I really loved this metaphor and spent a little time before bed thinking about it. We are all so focused on moving forward and getting to the next stage of life that it's easy to forget about the moment we're in right now.
My new pop alternative for No Pop December
Sure, some of the moments that happen right now suck. Sitting at a desk for 8 hours a day is definitely not something I would want to spend the rest of my life doing, but today while I was laughing with my office mate about how crazy our boss is over the direction a staple needs to go I realized I was in one of those "grab-able" moments. I only have 3 days left and I am really gonna miss my newest gal pal (even if she is twice my age- I've grown to really look forward to seeing her everyday).
One of my favorite quotes has always been "I wish there was a way to know you were in the good old days before you've actually left them". If this doesn't sound familiar to you then you need to go watch The Office ASAP. It has always resonated with me, though, because I am the queen of looking back and longing for the good old days. I still miss middle school- that's how nostalgic I am.
My lunch of choice in college- everything bagel dipped in onion and chive cream cheese
Living in the moment can be hard. Enjoying the moment can be even harder. I spend a heck of a lot of time complaining, worrying, and just being disappointed in a plethora of things. I used to worry that I didn't exercise enough, that I didn't "practice what I preach" while I grocery shopped, and that life just wasn't going to work out how I wanted it to. But have I got news for you, as soon as I actively started trying not to think that way, I felt free.
Taco Tuesday on a Monday
I eat what I want when I want, I move in a way that feels good, and I look forward to every moment no matter how small. I don't grab them all, but I am starting to see them way more frequently. We can all learn a little something from the dying grandpa and Andy Bernard.
A sweet treat on one of my last lunch time walks in Evanston
On a completely different note, I made it through No Pizza November! Not a single slice in 30 days and I cannot wait to have some this weekend. I really enjoyed this kind of self-made challenge and plan to do No Pop December. Doesn't have the same ring to it, but it will be twice as hard! I am really addicted to pop and it is obviously pretty bad stuff, so we'll see how long I can give it up for. Let's hope for 31 straight days!