I occasionally reflect on certain periods of my life nostalgically as the “good ol’ days.”
Of course, I didn’t recognize them as the good ol’ days while they were happening. They seemed like ordinary days.
I found much to enjoy in each of those seasons, and have no major regrets, but I notice a certain restlessness in myself over the years.
In the moment, I saw each chapter (as good as it was) as a stepping stone to some future success and greater happiness that was just around the corner.
My mind and my energy were constantly searching and longing for something more, instead of enjoying the good things that were already mine….