How young we were

 

A recent conversation with Mrs. Pierini Fitness took both of us down a long-ago memory lane, the time we met.  We both spent time sharing our recollection of that “historical event” along with our thoughts and feelings about it.  It was a conscious effort by both of us, spending quality time dwelling, reflecting and sharing, not rushing through the process, and learning if new thoughts and feelings would arise from the original ones, we faintly recall having almost 50 years ago.  I guess the time spent doing this lasted almost 45 minutes. 

 

Thoughts are easy to recollect for Pierini Fitness, but feelings are slower to recognize and acknowledge; you know, it’s a guy thing.  Mrs. Pierini Fitness, on the other hand, has no problem with either, so this dialogue had an ebb and flow of reflective duh-pauses from me and triggered fast contributions from her.  Regardless, it was a healthy experience, one that I enjoyed, and one that I look forward to doing again but next time for a different historical moment. 

 

The takeaway mood during our discussion can be expressed in these lyrics of a song sung by Mary Hopkin in 1968, eight years before we met: 

 

“Those were the days, my friend 
We thought they'd never end 
We'd sing and dance forever and a day 
We'd live the life we choose 
We'd fight and never lose 
Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days.” 
 

Additionally, the final takeaway was best summarized by Mrs. Pierini Fitness, who commented that we didn’t know how young we were. 

Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum