A little over a week ago I was in Chicago, walking the downtown streets from my hotel to the various STORY Chicago conference events. It was perfection. One night it rained, but I was safely inside already, and by the time I ventured back out again the night air was temperate and the rain had seemed to give the sidewalks a gentle scrub. It was enchanting.
It was so nice, in fact, that my friend Liz who traveled with me had to remind me that we were probably seeing Chicago at it’s very best (in terms of weather). A week earlier we might have been melting. A week later and the lake wind might have chilled our bones. In other words, we reminded ourselves, today isn’t every day in Chicago.
So it helped when I got home to my smaller, slightly less exciting Omaha to take a lunch downtown and remind myself how great it can be here, too. Dan and I had a little lunch date at Block 16 and then dessert at Bliss Bakery. And that was perfection, too.
So I guess the moral of the story is that any place is perfect in September! No? Right. I think the moral of the story is that we just need fresh eyes sometimes, new perspectives. That’s what’s nice about a little trip out of town. Or a conference with speakers I wouldn’t hear from in my every day. All or any of it is a nice reminder that today isn’t every day and that’s why it can be special.
I heard a sports commentator say recently that after a big loss or a big win it’s always a good idea to remind your athletes, “It’s never as bad OR as good as it seems right now.” That’s not meant to squelch excitement or numb pain, but I think it is meant as a way of keeping us off ledges of despair or pride. There’s a super healthy place in between.
In a way, if today isn’t every day than is there really a true everyday? Huh. Probably not.