Always wanting to live in another time...

As I sit on my bed, wearing my pajamas that remind me of being a little girl, I wonder, "will we always want to be in another time?"

Let me explain.

The pajamas I am wearing were given to me by my best friend. Last year, I was reminiscing about how I remember being a little kid and loving my one piece pajamas that zipped clear across the front and had attached feet. I told her I had looked high and low but my search was to no avail. Well, leave it to her to find all things! I received them last year. Tonight is their voyage evening for this winter. As soon as I took them out of the drawer, I got so excited! I began to reminisce of being a child. Living in our little mobile home. My mom would make "chocolate abuelita" and we would be sitting in front of our TV, listening to the heater going on and off.

So many times I find myself missing what was. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the life I have today and am certain I will enjoy tomorrow and the tomorrow's after that, but there are a lot of times that I find myself SO longing to go back to the "simpler days". The days when there wasn't a care in the world. Of course, I didn't know those days were so great back then because I was in the middle of them and either I was a kid or I was a punk teenager being a jerk. But none-the-less, I miss them.

Tonight I went and had dinner with my brother. When we got home, we were talking about the cat and he mentioned my cat, "poopie". I was like, "what are you talking about? I never had a cat name poopie". He said, " Ya! The one that used to poop everywhere. He pooped in your pom-pom's." SO funny! I couldn't remember the cat, but I definitely remembered my pooped on pom-pom's! We got rid of that dumb cat. My brother will tell you it's because, "we couldn't have him pooping in the princess' room." I will contend it's because we had too many animals.

But I digress.

So many memories are created as we live each day out. And yet, we don't realize we are in the middle of them. Now, as an adult, I think about the last vacation we took as a family. If I had only known that it was going to be our last. Would I have cherished it more? What would have been different? I don't know. But I do know that feeling like I want to go back and live that life again is something I often long.

SO....for me. I think I will always find a part of me wanting to live in yester-year. So as I close this blog tonight cuddled up in my pink footie PJ's, I will sit here for a moment and think about all that was, but also appreciate all that is!