Note: I am not the original author of this text. It was originally posted to Reddit by /u/dime-a-dozen-00, who has given me permission to post it here.

This post doesn’t apply to everyone, specifically those experiencing loss or bereavement, but maybe it will in the future.

I have a habit of looking backwards in time and wishing I was in the good old days. When I was 20, I wished I could go back to my teens. When I was 30, I wished I could go back to when I was 20. I’m 35 now and I have a feeling when I am 40, I will wish for the life I have now.

So in short, there’s no time like the present. We don’t know how much time we have left so enjoy “the good old days” right now and make some memories.