One day you’re young, playful, curious, believing the world 🌎 will always feel this wide…
And then, quietly, it starts to shrink.
Not all at once, but in the small, ordinary moments that slip through your fingers.
And you don’t get a warning. Just a series of lasts:
The last time you let yourself act like a kid and didn’t apologize for it.
The last time your friends all slept over under one roof.
The last time your phone lit up with their name.
The last summer you all came back.
The last time your toddler reached for your hand… or your parent called to ask if you got home safe.
Life doesn’t announce those moments. They come, and go…often unnoticed.
It just keeps moving. 🍂 Quieter, smaller…until one day you look back and realize how big it used to be.
But maybe that’s the trick.
To notice more of the firsts while we still can. To slow down long enough to hold the moment before it becomes a memory.
Because here’s the thing: it’s still big, just in new ways.
In the way morning light pours through the kitchen window
In laughter you didn’t expect to find again.
In the warmth of someone still reaching for your hand.
In the taste of your favorite treat on your tongue.
Maybe life doesn’t shrink after all.
Maybe it just changes shape asking, softly, that we notice. 🌿
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