Winsome Bella says about herself that she is “no longer a believer in that the best is yet to be.” You, Bella, qualify this by saying that the best “is here and now”. I can’t underwrite either. But it sure set me thinking.
What is “the best” in anyone’s life? It so varies from each phase, moment to moment. Which examples to illustrate my point to choose from? Let’s take something simple: One moment you fervently pray that you are not pregnant, some years down the line you pray you are.
Another example, and I lost a friend over this: She married young, had two daughters and (by her own admission) had the most terrific sex with her husband when they were in the throws of divorce. Something I can’t fathom but that’s another subject. She married again, a sort of hippy mellow yellow type, kind to her children and everyone else. Naturally, one can be too yellow mellow a man. So that petered out. We now have Elizabeth Taylor in the making: Wedding number three. And that’s where she blew it (for me) big time: On her wedding invitation she wrote “THIRD TIME LUCKY”. (Remember Bella’s “the best yet to come”): Third time lucky? Come again? I wrote back to her, scathingly, that ‘third time LUCKY’ not only negating her previous life but an insult to the two men she had committed herself to before. An insult. And, yes, I didn’t attend the wedding (which according to her brother (FOS) was a long drawn out tedious affair with so many poems, readings and swearing of ever lasting love it left everyone wishing for a glass of champagne before nodding off). Third time lucky. What I am trying to say – in a rather cumbersome way and where Bella comes in again: Yes, we live in the here and now. And in the NOW let us not demean that which went on before.
All I know: Life is not one big parcel. It’s many little boxes. You may feel not so good in one part of your life, deliriously happy in another. At the same time. Happens to me every day.