Memories

On my drive to work, I tried to go back to my earliest memory.  I got to pre-kindergarten.  My mom would read these stories to me that had words with pictures throughout for me to say.  I remember picking up grasshoppers in our back yard.  Then I remembered an earlier time when I tried to push open the storm door and my wrist went through the glass.  I had to get stitches.  I also remember we lived across from a funeral home. We would go in there from time to time.  I decided most of my memories are creepy.  Except for the stories.  Wait...I remember before kindergarten when we lived in Indiana and my mom and I would ride the bus downtown and eat cinnamon rolls at the dime store counter. So now creepy things and good things.  Other than the above, most of my memories were saved because of photos.  The photos let me relive my life of love, family, and a wonderful, meaningful life.  The photos preserve the time and help keep the memory alive.  The say a picture is worth a thousand words really makes sense to me.  With IPhone and social media we have a great way to share and keep our memories.  

Life is good and we have been given a way to share life with each other.  Make sure when living life you take a pic now and then so if you are like me you will be able to remember.