Don’t Just Make Memories… Earn them

Posted on | March 3, 2014 | 2 Comments

This morning on the way to school, J was buckled into the back seat singing. He sometimes makes up songs, and sometimes mutilates songs that he’s heard before. This morning, I’m not really sure where his tune came from, but his light voice traveled up to the front seat and I had to pause to listen.

“You have to earn your memories…” he sang, bopping his head in time to the music he was hearing from somewhere. “You have to earn your memories.”

At first I wanted to chuckle… memories aren’t EARNED, they’re made, right? But no sooner had the words crossed my mind then I knew they were wrong. I’d been living life all wrong, it seemed and my four year old was musically chastising me from the back seat. Because memories should be more than just made. Memories should be priceless pearls of a time and place you want to string into your subconscious and keep for always. Life should be about more than just… well… letting it happen to you.

I nodded my head to his tune and grinned a little. Once again, my four year old held out the keys to a better life, and I grabbed hold with both hands.

Memories should be earned.

The best thing we can do with our lives is to work hard to make our own unique string of memories the best they can be… sweet moments with a child, hilarity with a lover, accomplishments at the office. Because one day, we will be an old, sitting alone in motorized recliners, and all we will have to keep track of time then, is the worn string of prayer beads, the memory pearls of our time spent now.

Do I want those pearls to be the time the opposing counsel made me so mad I lashed out in anger?

Do I want to spend my time remembering the failures and the moments when I ached so badly for something or other that I could barely pull myself out of bed?

Do I want my string of memories to be a misshapen reminder of all the wrongs I’ve experienced, all the times life or love has let me down?

Or do I want to sit there, in that recliner, and reach for a badge of honor…. a string of well-earned memories, a sweet reminder of a life well-lived.

I am no longer setting out to just make memories… any one can do that. Now, I will strive to earn my memories, one day at a time, working hard to have a life worth remembering.

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2 Responses to “Don’t Just Make Memories… Earn them”

  1. Ylhoff
    March 3rd, 2014 @ 3:30 pm

    Kids are great teachers, aren’t they? I don’t know if you’ve seen this, but it echoes your post: http://yourbestnestindy.com/2014/02/27/mommy-somebody-needs-you/

  2. Law Momma
    March 5th, 2014 @ 9:22 am

    Oh thank you! I love that! And yes… kids are like pint sized Buddhas. 🙂

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