11/01/2026
One day, the stories you're making right now will be the ones someone wishes they could hear you tell just one more time.
The moments we don't even realize are becoming stories.
I've been thinking about that a lot lately.
My mom turned 80.
I spent the week with my parents, listening to stories about my siblings, my children, and summers gone by.
Watching their faces light up as they remembered.
Listening to them laugh.
And quietly wondering...
Where the hell did all the time go?
At 53, I feel like I have so much life left to live. Mountains to climb. Adventures to go on. Stories I'll be telling when I'm 90.
But watching my parents age has reminded me of something.
Time doesn't slow down just because we wish it would.
And the people we love won't always be here to tell us their stories.
So make the call.
Take the trip.
Sit at the kitchen table.
Listen to the story you've heard a hundred times.
Ask the questions you haven't asked yet.
Make the memories.
Because someday, those ordinary moments will be the stories we hold closest.
My latest Substack, The Stories Are What We Have Left, is a little more tender than usual. About family, aging, gratitude, grief, and the beautiful, heartbreaking realization that time keeps moving whether we're ready or not.
And me?
I'm going to keep making stories.
https://deeprootedwellnessnj.substack.com/p/the-stories-are-what-we-have-left?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=6j75ik