"The business of life is the acquisition of memories. In the end, that's all there is."
—Mr. Carson, Downton Abbey

"You have to tell stories over and over. It is the creation of myth. The only road to immortality."
—Stuart McLean, Le Morte D'Arthur

"I think many people need, even require, a narrative version of their life."
—Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees

When I was young and company came over to visit, I loved to sit at the table listening to the adults reminisce and share stories and memories, rather than join in playing with the children. I've always believed that the point of life is to make memories. Maybe this led to my overwhelming obsession with time and its passage, or maybe it was vice versa.

Sometimes I will scroll through the images in my memory, seeing how many I can conjure up in as quick a time as possible, touching on them so briefly that its like paging through a photo album, one memory leading to another. The memories are always there, but sometimes I get unexpected glimpses that I had forgotten existed. How tragic it would be for the richness of life's experiences to fade.

This blog is a space where I can delve into those glimpses and set them down where they're more readily at my fingertips. So the memories can outlive my own fragile human memory. So I can read these moments of the past and remember all that life has brought.

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