How many times have you heard someone talk about how they wish they were, or could still be “insert age here?”
The problem with this mindset is it’s about looking back or looking forward, but never living in the present.
People say things like: “If only I were still in High School. Then I’d really be living my best life.”
Or: “If only I were older. Then I’d really be an adult.”
It’s either the best days were in the past, or are yet to come.
What if the best days are right now?
Okay, before you take this out of context, I don’t mean this literally. Given the state of the world, of course the best days are not right now. These are horrible days. Scary days. Uncertain days.
What I mean by “what if the best days are right now” is that life is about perspective.
Life is full of moments. Some great. Some not so great. But each moment deserves to be lived in fully. To be given the greatest attention, by simply being present each and every day.
How can we live life to the fullest, if we’re not living each moment to the fullest? If we’re not truly living in the present?
I’m 24. And that’s a perfect age. Not because 24 has some significant meaning to it, but because it’s the age I am now. I’m not quite grown up, but I’m also an adult. I feel like I’m at an in between stage in my life. Post-grad, but also stepping out into the “real world.” Figuring my life out, but also completely and utterly lost. Ridding myself of the insecurities I had when I was younger. Slowly gaining the confidence to go for my dreams. 24 is when I finally started understanding what I really want out of life, and what I need to do to accomplish my goals.
But none of these things have anything to do with why 24 is the perfect age. At least the perfect age for me.
Honestly, 24 isn’t a perfect age. It’s just an age. It’s simply how old I am.
A year from now I’ll be 25, and that will be a perfect age, too.
Ultimately, the perfect age is whatever age you are now. It’s about what you learn through the ages. How you grow over time.
Maybe the perfect age is the age you figure out how to start truly living. When you go and strive to live your best life.
I’m a believer that everything happens for a reason.
I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be at any given moment. At any given time. At any age. At the age I am today.
Life is filled with moments. Of living in moments.
We can look back and think the perfect time was when we were kids, or that the best days are yet to come.
I have wonderful memories from being a kid. I know I also have wonderful memories in the years I haven’t experienced yet.
And I had wonderful memories today. Simply living. What a gift it is to simply be alive.
The truth is, there is no such thing as a “perfect age.” Age is what you make of it. Because life is what you make of it.
What is the perfect age to you? What does that mean for you and your life?
And yes, maybe the past is filled with great memories, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t better memories in the future. That doesn’t mean that there isn’t any beauty in the now.
Because at one point, the past was our present. And at some point, the future will become our today.
So look toward the future, remember the past, but don’t forget to live in the present. Because that’s where life is happening.
Take advantage of today.
You’ll never be this age again.
The perfect age.
Hi! My name is Rachel. I love to write. Write about life, love, and reflect on how the past builds the future. Mostly, I love to tell stories because I believe there is something about stories that brings the world closer together. You can check out some of my writing reflections here at Rachel Writes.