More Than Things: Why Experiences Are the Ultimate Investment
…Because memories last longer than your warranty.
Let’s face it: In today’s world, we collect “stuff” faster than socks disappear in the dryer. New gadgets, fancy mugs, hats with funny logos on them—you name it, we buy it or get it gifted to us. But seriously, when was the last time you hugged your TV? (Don’t answer that if you just bought a 75-inch.) The point is, things get outdated, dusty, or mysteriously vanish—like that Tupperware lid you swore you had. (Seriously, if you find mine, let me know. It’s been missing since 2012.)
But the stuff that sticks around? It’s the feeling of kayaking across a lake at sunrise—without falling in (but if you do, hey, that’s a story for your grandkids). It’s the sound of laughter from a late-night board game—bonus points if you win with a dad joke. That moment when you hike further than you thought possible—all uphill, both ways, just like parents used to do, right? Or when you attempt a new recipe and discover your smoke alarm works just fine.
- Experiences are the currency of a well-lived life. (No refunds necessary!)
- Bonus: They never need batteries, and you can’t accidentally step on them barefoot at 2 a.m.
- An investment in bettering yourself or those around you almost always appreciates and is recession proof.
The Health Behind the Moments (It’s No Joke!)
Here’s the real punchline: experiences aren’t just memory-makers, they’re good for you! Physically, mentally, emotionally—even if your dance moves are questionable. Every time you try something new, your brain lights up like a dad’s eyes at a hardware store sale. Movement strengthens, novelty sharpens, connection heals—just don’t pull a muscle trying to high-five everyone or trying to keep up with your kids’ gymnastics. And remember, laughter is the best medicine—unless you’re actually sick, then maybe see a doctor, but bring jokes just in case. It is key to laugh at yourself and show others mistakes are okay and experiences can be good and bad, they make our lives richer.
But none of it happens without health. So, take care of yourself—because you can’t make memories from the couch. (Unless it’s a nap, which is also an experience. Pro tip: snore loud enough and it becomes a group activity.) Whether you’re young, old, or somewhere in between, prioritizing your well-being is like putting on your own oxygen mask first—then telling everyone else about the time you did it.
You Don’t Need a Passport or a Paycheck (Or Permission to Tell Bad Jokes)
Some of the best experiences cost as little as my sense of fashion: nothing. A walk to watch the sunset (bonus: no sunscreen required after 7pm), a homemade dinner with friends (unless you burn the toast), or a workout that leaves you sore in muscles you didn’t know existed. These are the stories you’ll tell your kids, who’ll roll their eyes but smile anyway. Fancy vacation? Great if you have it, but don’t underestimate the power of a backyard campout—complete with ghost stories, burnt marshmallows, and someone snoring louder than the crickets.
And when you share these moments, you’re not just making memories—you’re also making people laugh at your puns. That’s priceless. Plus, it’s a lot harder to misplace a memory than it is your car keys. (Unless you forget the memory, in which case, see: family reunions.)
Together Is Where It Lasts (Just Ask Your Old Family Photos)
While solo adventures are great, shared experiences have their own gravitational pull—kind of like a dad at a barbecue. These moments anchor your stories. They become the tales retold at weddings, reunions, and every Thanksgiving after someone drops the turkey. They remind us: we belong not because of what we own, but because of what we’ve been through (and maybe what we spilled on the carpet). Plus, there’s nothing like a group selfie where half the people are blinking, one is making bunny ears, and everyone remembers that day for years to come.
That’s the kind of memory that lasts… For Your Life™. And if you can’t remember, someone else at the table will—usually in excruciating detail. (And probably with embarrassing sound effects.)
So, take the trip. Try the class. Tell the joke—even if only you laugh. Sweat a little. Struggle a little. Show up. Your body and brain will thank you, and your future self will high-five you from the future. Don’t forget: the best stories start with “Remember that time when…” and usually end with a groan-worthy punchline, a spilled drink, or a group hug.
Now go make some memories. Just don’t forget where you put your keys—or your punchlines.
