As I fried two eggs this morning, I was taken back to another time and place. A favorite memory with my ex isn't something big. It's the countless mornings we cooked breakfast together. A favorite of ours was an egg, bacon, avocado, and bagel sandwich. He knew how to cook the eggs just how we each liked them - the yolks a bit runnier for me. I had perfected slicing and arranging the avocado on the bagel. Beyond our contributions, it was the connection in cooking together that made the moments special.
Those days are over. I won't ever cook another bagel sandwich with him. And that does make me a bit sad. But it also is a really good reminder to appreciate those little moments in life. Life goes too darn fast and it can change on a dime. I don't want to miss it all by forgetting to focus on and appreciate the present.
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