Saturday afternoon I was pulling into my driveway and a song came on called Father and Son by Cat Stevens. I was 13 years old when the song came out in 1971. It immediately brought a rush of memories and nostalgia. You know those moments, the ones that just stop you in your tracks.
I started to think of my family, and myself at that age, and memory after memory passed by. Moments spent with my mother, father, and sister. It wasn’t always perfect, but then again families never are. But there’s something about going back in my life with intense emotion that makes me appreciate the present moment. I love those moments, but at the same time, they have a weird sadness about them because it makes me realize so much time has passed and that life is fleeting.
I held onto those feelings and thoughts almost all afternoon. It wasn’t sadness, though. It was an appreciation of the moment with that nostalgic feeling sort of embracing me.
That evening, Pam and I went to an event called Evening on Antique Row sponsored by the Historical Society of Palm Beach County. It’s just a few blocks from our house. We live in an area with a long strip of antique shops and almost all the shops open up for the event, streets are closed off, there’s food, music and just a celebration of our wonderful antique row.
Feeling nostalgic, thinking of the past and being part of an event sponsored by the historical society – purely coincidental but wonderfully synergistic.
We stopped at a place on the row for dinner and I told Pam about my moment in the driveway. And as I looked around the restaurant and watched people eating and conversing, I started to talk to Pam about how much I enjoyed Sunday dinners with my family. We’d go to church in the morning and most times I was either one of the altar boys that day or announcer.
Then we’d come home, relax and get ready for a wonderful feast cooked by my mother. I could almost smell all the food cooking as I described it. I’ll say it again, it wasn’t perfect all the time and my sister knows what that means. But when it was good, it was very good. Family together, sharing food, laughter, and creating memories.
Family moments like this don’t exist anymore, for the most part. We live on social media, glued to our phones, eat on the run, and are self-absorbed with stuff. It’s too bad because that was a special time for families. We may never see it again, but I hope we do.
Those moments brought on by a song, a scent, a place, or anything for that matter – those are special moments that make me appreciate the people in my life and my own life. It makes me embrace now.
It’s a good thing.