Someday, after I make the team. Someday, when I have that job. Someday, when I lose that weight. Someday, when I make more money. Someday when I have a different boss. Someday, when I’m no longer renting. Someday, when I have a dog. Someday when I don’t have a dog. Someday when I have a better car. Someday when my prince has come.
It’s such a wonderful thing to dream about, isn’t it? Someday? It’s magical. You think about “Someday” and it sparkles like a toddler’s glitter-covered masterpiece (who ever thought it was a great idea to give toddlers glitter? At least it comes out the other side. Which makes me wonder about the stuff that gets stuck somewhere on the journey through. Sparkly toddler innards. Hmmmm – okay, I’m done now). As I was saying, someday is a fun place to dream about. A whole lot more fun, often, than enjoying today.
The thing is, it’s a trap. If you are constantly focused on “someday”, you’re missing today. And when that happens to me, anyway, I tend to miss the lessons I’m supposed to be learning (or those lessons are a whole lot harder than they should be), and I don’t enjoy the experiences that make up life as it is today. I’m so busy dreaming about the future that I miss the awesomeness of what’s going on now.
And I get it. I mean, I’m really enjoying school and life right now, but there is part of me that is very ready to be done with school and onto whatever else is next. I want another adventure, a different challenge, something sparkly. I don’t want to wait. I don’t want to “waste” the next two years. Because everyday – normal, boring, everyday – can seem like a waste when Someday glistens and beckons ahead, just around the bend.
The hardest part, for me anyway, is when other people tell me about Someday, and how wonderful it’s going to be for me when I have sparkly bling on my left ring finger, or I have a diploma on my wall, or I can fit into jeans three sizes smaller, or my car can climb mountains or get better gas mileage, or whatever. The thing is – their words are only hard or distracting if I let them be. Usually such things are said with the best, most encouraging of intentions. And if I listen too closely, or give their kind words too much power, I can begin to think that my life has no value or worth, or I don’t have a valid opinion until mystical someday happens. So I have to keep in mind that really and truly, they’re being encouraging, and go about my daily life from there.
Because now, because Everyday, because Normal can be magical too, if I pay attention. It’s a harder skill to learn, a slightly more nuanced flavor to develop an appreciation for, but it’s worth it. After all, today, every day, is where you live. Normal is where the lessons happen. Normal is where the magic actually happens. Here and now is when you grow. Day to day is incredibly valuable and necessary.
Don’t get so lost in Someday that you lose the magic and wonder of Today. Someday will come soon enough, but if you’re so used to looking for someday out in the future, you’re not going to notice when it takes the sly appearance of Everyday.