Five Minute Friday: On Forgetting

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Memory is a fascinating subject to me, maybe because mine is lousy.  Most of my yesterdays are foggy and sometimes my earlier this mornings are a little on the fuzzy side.

But there are random times that I can recall with startling clarity, and it is inexplicable to me why some memories stick like glue and some breath-takingly lovely times seem to fade away into obscurity.

However, over time I have come to realize that those wonderful sunny days aren't really gone at all.


They've just sorta melded together into a wonderful kaleidoscope of color and music and life.  


I wonder...if I had absolute recall would I ever be able to move forward?  Could I bear to let go of my children if at this very moment my heart and mind could fully smell their little six-year-old heads, or feel their hands tucked inside mine?

Or (yikes!) would it be any easier to crawl out of bed now than it was back then when I feared life would never look happy again?

I doubt it.  I suspect, whether contemplating the glorious or the miserable, I would be completely stuck in what already was.


God is so wonderful in giving us beauty in ways that are healthy and good.



So although I may have forgotten many most of the million different precious moments that are the sum parts of my life, I haven't forgotten my life.

I haven't forgotten for one minute the warmth, the laughs, the prayers....the love.


I haven't forgotten the important things at all.



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Happy Friday!