I had a reminder today on Facebook as we do, for this day a few years ago.
Wow it took me back!
Oh look, travel. Oh look, no masks. Oh look, no fear.
Today 6 years ago I was in South Korea when I won a trip with Kia! What an amazing week that was. And I’m finally in my beloved dream car that I sat in there. My dream Sportage. That was an amazing time and I can’t wait to go back some day!
Then there was a friend’s wedding. Hair and make up and carefree fun!
Then there was a coffee date with my bestie. We look so happy in the selfie. The only selfie’s we have now are in masks. Even then I’m nervous.
I’m so over this virus and the fear, death and destruction it’s caused. The dreams, love snd life it’s taken away. The time. Peyton doesn’t even know half of my friends because we’ve been trying to protect her and keep her safe. It honestly makes me want to cry how much people have missed out on her life. I try not to think about it too much otherwise I get very upset.
I don’t know if it makes me happy or sad to look back on these memories. To see myself so happy and carefree. Blissfully unaware of the shitshow that would arrive 5 years later. Yet here we are.
I suppose we should be grateful for the happy memories we’ve had, because they make us appreciate them more.