*Memories are amazing things. As time hurries past us and slips through my fingers, I realize just how fragile and ephemereal our memories are.
Like stardust, they fade seamlessly into the galaxy. Anger, bitterness, or life itself can turn our hearts stone cold, turn starstruck lovers against one another. Yet, a simple memory of the warm, fluttery butterfly feeling of intertwined hands, the smell of a familiar neck scent, or the cool wetness of rain on sun-soaked skin can create such powerful remembrances of trust, kinship and love.
Memories are amazing things. (There are some things I just don’t want to forget. ) Yet, they exist only if we want them to. Only if we make the conscious effort to remember them, stroke them, breathe them into life into our Today and Tomorrows. Without revival, they die wasted deaths every day.
So here’s another entry in this category on this space, Things I Won’t Forget. Or rather, things I don’t want to.
Came home feeling really down after a rough day at work followed by an exam paper, only to walk through the door to see streamers from the ceiling!
“What’s this?” I said, shocked.
“To celebrate your completion of your paper and congratulate you for being married to me for 7 months and 3 days!”
Thank you for creating memories like these, sweetie.
Can’t believe we’ll be getting married again next month, this time in Canada.