Tuesday thoughts And before It Becomes a Memory

Isabelle
Aug 4
3 min read

Hi friends,

I am on a roll with quotes lately. Here is one that inspired me as well:

"You never know what will become one of your favorite memories."

Usually these moments don't announce themselves,there isn't dramatic music playing. No one tells us, "Pay attention. You're going to miss this someday."

It's just another Tuesday. Isn't that a song as well?

Let’s say you're sipping coffee on the porch before the day begins. You feed the cats, walk the dog, and you watch the birds in the backyard. It feels ordinary. Forgettable, even.

But what if this ordinary moment is quietly becoming a memory you'll treasure years from now?

A few days ago, while splashing in the pool one evening, my granddaugher reached up with both tiny hands, held my face, looked into my eyes, and gave me the sweetest kiss. It lasted only seconds. There was no audience. No photo. No special occasion.

Just a moment.

And somehow, I already know I'll carry it with me forever.

Then there are the mornings when my young adult son sends me a simple "Good morning" text with a silly gif. It's such a small thing. It takes less than a minute.

But every single time, it reminds me that, somewhere in the middle of his own busy life, he thought of his mom.

Those little messages have become treasures.

The other day we watched a butterfly flutter across the yard. My granddaughter stretched out her little arms and called, "Come here. Come to me!"

She truly believed it might listen.

And for awhile I saw the world through her eyes, a place where butterflies are friends, where anything is possible, where wonder comes naturally.

Years from now, I probably won't remember what we had for lunch that day but I'll remember her tiny voice inviting a butterfly to come closer.

And then there are memories that seemed completely ordinary, maybe even stressful, while they were happening.

Long ago, our family gathered around a campfire. We roasted marshmallows until they were perfectly golden, or accidentally caught on fire. We laughed while trying to build the perfect s'mores, getting chocolate on our fingers and graham cracker crumbs everywhere.

At the time, it was just an evening.

Now, I'd give almost anything to step back into that circle around the fire, hear those younger voices again, and enjoy just one more sticky s'more together.

Isn't that how memories work?

We rarely recognize the precious moments while we're living them.

A child reaching for your face.

A text that says, "Good morning."

A butterfly in the backyard.

A campfire on a summer night.

The people we assumed would always be there.

Maybe that's why friendship matters so much. It reminds us to cherish the people while we still have weekly coffees, long conversations, and shared adventures.

Maybe that's why beauty matters. It teaches us to slow down long enough to notice butterflies, sunsets, flowers, and heart-shaped shells.

And maybe memories are simply life's gentle reminder that the ordinary was never ordinary at all.

We don't have to wait twenty years before deciding today was beautiful.

Perhaps we can notice it now.

Perhaps today won't be remembered because something extraordinary happened.

Perhaps it will be remembered because, years from now, you'll realize this ordinary Tuesday was quietly becoming one of the moments you miss the most.

So today, pause for just a minute.

Look around.

Notice who's sitting at your table, whose text made you smile, whose little hand reaches for yours, or what bit of beauty crossed your path.

Because one day, today's ordinary moment may become tomorrow's favorite memory.

And wouldn't it be wonderful if we appreciated it while we were still living it?

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You are loved. Deeply loved. Loved beyond measure.

Until next time,