(Parents really are kind of smart.)
You basically get to hang out with your best friend…all the time.
Of course there are days when all I think about is the past.
It tugs at my heart every now and then…
That red and tan bedroom…with the brown cave-like bedroom right next to mine that housed my best friend…yet sometimes worst enemy.
The laughter from downstairs while my parents watched their favorite tv shows.
A house full of friends…our only worry being the plans for the night.
I think a part of me will always long for the past…
but that’s okay because that just means I’ve got a lot of great stuff to look back on.
I’m sure someday I’ll look back on where we are now…
and I’ll long for that, too.
Our first house, our first few years as newlyweds, our first big decisions.
I want to soak all of it up.
The good and the bad.
Because I know that someday…I will want to be back here…in this moment.
Do you long for your past…
Or just look forward to your future?