To Hell With Seize-The-Day And Live-In-The-Moment

OK, OK, the carpe diem brigades are in high fashion. I understand that. At once time I was even one of them. Not so much anymore. The older you get, the more yesterdays you accumulate to appreciate. You see, while seizing-this-moment has its appeal, cherishing your best moments can offer even more

France’s Marcel Proust and later our own John Updike cherished their best moments in the form of enduring literature. Every time we sit around the family dinner table we do the same. If it’s not literature, it at least becomes part of our tribal tradition. Like nuggets of gold that were once upon a time spaded into, and which ever since have been kept finely polished for special wearing.

Memories — and the inestimable efficacy of their power in our lives — were perfected by the ancient Greeks. Their folklore of gods, goddesses, and collective triumphs. Masterpieces like Homer’s ‘Odyssey’ and ‘IIiad.’ Later Herodotus, Josephus and Livy; Augustine, Shakespeare and Hugo; all the way to Cecile B DeMille, Stephen Spielberg, and Ken Burns. Each of them, just like each of us at the holiday table, finds and honors the most indispensable memories of our lives.

In ways that can ignite our pride, fire our imagination, light our path. You see, seizing our past is still one of the best ways of surviving our future. It’s part of what holidays are for. what hopes are for. especially what dreams are for. Because by spangling our little lives with grand memories, we help make our lives all the more worth living.

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