Living in the past

The majority of the time I think about how things will never be how they used to. It's actually quite sad and I just can't seem to see the joy & memories I will create in the future. I'm so busy mourning the past, I can't enjoy the present.

It mostly comes down to my family. I'll never again live in the same house as my siblings. It's like, "Why didn't I recognize this earlier so that I could enjoy it while I had the chance??" Oh, yeah, I remember, because I was dodging punches from my brother. And my grandmother's house that my uncle is now living in. I have no desire to go in that house because it wouldn't be the house that I remember.

And take, for instance, yesterday, walking around the Natural Sciences building...I thought, "I can't wait until I never have to set foot in this building again." Yet, I know, 5, 10 years from now I'll think, "Those were great times; I grew so much and met such great people, why didn't I enjoy it while I had the chance?"

This leads to my main point & something good that has come from moving forward: being able to search online for recipes by ingredient. HA!

I love being able to do this & clean out the weird pantry stuff I bought for one recipe and then didn't know how to use it any other time. It's the little things people. Of course, I'll find a drawback with anything: my oodles of cookbooks just sit gathering dust.