The time before us

This song just came on the radio from the summer I was 17. That summer I was newly orphaned and newly with Eric and I spent a great deal of time worrying: Would we work out? Would life workout? Would I work out?

So, the song comes on the radio, and I can feel it in my chest, how terrible it felt to not know how things were going to turn out. And I want to go back there and tell 17-year-old me, “You’re not gonna believe how great things will be. Enjoy this moment, it will be gone before you know it. Relax more. Breathe more. It’s all going to be okay.”

Which made me wish that a 20-something-year older me would come back in time when I am asking Eric, “Will I walk again? Will I? Will I?” and tell me, “You’re not gonna believe how great things will be. Enjoy this moment, it will be gone before you know it. Relax more. Breathe more. It’s all going to be okay.”

Oh, maybe she just did.

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