I have a theory that we all assume the time before our own life got hard (I'm putting this around late 20s for most people) was better all around. I can wax lyrical about the 90s, while my parents look at me like I'm bonkers, but get them talking about the 70s and that were the golden age, for my father in law, the 50s were better. The true issue lies in the fact that when we talk about our own pasts with such reverence, our children assume that we had something they didn't, and so instead of appreciating their own golden age, they mourn the one we tell them we had, and misery ensues. It's not the people looking backwards I worry about, it's the ones who don't realize how much promise there is when they turn and face forwards.
As Billy Joel said, "The good old days weren't always good, and tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems"
I have a theory that we all assume the time before our own life got hard (I'm putting this around late 20s for most people) was better all around. I can wax lyrical about the 90s, while my parents look at me like I'm bonkers, but get them talking about the 70s and that were the golden age, for my father in law, the 50s were better. The true issue lies in the fact that when we talk about our own pasts with such reverence, our children assume that we had something they didn't, and so instead of appreciating their own golden age, they mourn the one we tell them we had, and misery ensues. It's not the people looking backwards I worry about, it's the ones who don't realize how much promise there is when they turn and face forwards.
Brilliant, Marshall! Thank you! Enjoy your walks on the beach!
Well said Marshall. I’m on the opposite coast Sarasota. Would love to sit and chat one day. Your words reach me
Thank very much
Mick