I received an email last week that took my breath away. No subject or text in the body, only a 23-year-old picture that my mom snapped on her cell phone. Instantly, I recognized those big dark brown eyes and wide smile - it was a picture of me as a toddler with a beautiful spring sweater. While I recognized the physical features, there was a part of me that envied that young child, who smiled with such innocence that made everything seem possible.
I kept thinking of that Bruce Willis movie, The Kid, where he meets himself as a child and remembers what’s important in life. I wonder what this young version of myself would teach me now - what has been lost in the 23 years since that picture was taken?
It’s more than innocence that transpires through this picture. It’s hope, love and a beautiful blank slate - a real opportunity to become everything and anything.
Really, what do we owe ourselves when we remember who we were as children? Hopefully, we are not that different. But if we are, what do you wish you would remember from those days?
As for me, life is about taking chances - there is a reason to begin each day with a beautiful clean slate. In the end, it’s still US!
- Marcel Proust