We grow from day to day, sometimes with each passing moment, and through each life lesson we change. Life keeps marching forward, and I know that I’m not the same person I was last year. I’m not even the same person I was last week. Some changes are subtle. Some changes leave me unrecognizable to anyone who hasn’t been around. Some changes are physical. (Oh, hello new sprinkling of white hairs) And some changes leave the outside looking just the same as always, while the inside gets a reboot and an upgrade.
These changes come from growth, maturity, and, frankly, survival. I’m aware that I’m not the same person I was last year. None of us are. And yet, most of us expect the people we “know” to be exactly how we remember them. We expect them to stay frozen in the image and personality that matches the story we’ve assigned to who they are in our memory of them.
I’m aware that I keep evolving as I go through life. I want people to see who I am now, rather than who I was then. So it’s a good thing to remember then, that perhaps I should see people for who they are now too.
Perhaps we should all drop the old stories we have of others, and see them for who they are, right now, in the present.