Ah the good old days. We so often think back about those good old days with little consideration as to why they earned the name. If you really stop and ponder the concept one may realize that it had nothing at all to do with a specific time in history but rather those who were making history at that time.
It was the people, not a timeline, that created an era where doing the right thing just because it was the right thing to do was what the memories we call the good old days. It was a commitment to thinking of others and how our decisions may affect their lives that caused life to have meaning, No, it wasn't a time without consequence. But the consequences were clear. The confusion between right and wrong was minimal and life had a greater value than the pursuit and acquisition of material trophies.
The good old people made the good old days good. Actually the good old days could be today and every other day if more of us focused on those things for which we have to be thankful and complained less about the trials and tribulations we think and perceive make life difficult. Please! After what our ancestors and elders have gone through to give us the opportunity complain. How dare we even whimper without a solution already in hand? Not that we should be satisfied with injustice in any form. But let us not even begin to think that there is ever any substitution for taking action.
The art of making these days good starts with an attitude of gratitude and a purpose to do right. Because when you do what you know is right you can't go wrong. No mater the circumstance or condition of our environment.
The good old days, make them now. Make it so. .
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