The Middle

A bobblehead in the rear window, looking at everything but what is in front of me…story of my life. I definitely have lived in the past while worrying about the future. I rarely lived my life in the middle. You know, in the moment

I tried to create a bobble head in the rear window. This is what I got. 🤷🏼‍♀️

How do you teach younger people to live in the present? How do we teach them to not worry about the what if’s of the future? How can we get them to stop hanging onto the pain of the past…when I never could? The middle is so important as it creates our past and prepares us for the future. 

It sounds so easy just to live in the moment, but for me it was not. Maybe I was weak in faith or hadn’t come to terms with my past. Maybe, just maybe, I simply didn’t understand.

I love these lines from the song, “I’ll Get There When I Get There” by Caleb Hearn. 

Why should I be living in the future?

Or living in the past

When the middle’s what I’m never getting back.

And I don’t wanna wonder where I’m going

While missing where I’m at

Just to find out all I want is what I had

Yeah, I’m scared

But I don’t care

I’ll get there when I get there.

Life is lived right here in the middle. 

♥️

Andi

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