Will The Memories Die?
Faded memories fill my mind, especially those of the days of my youth; those were the times in my life when I felt as if I belonged, as if I were a part of something much larger and greater than myself. The sum of my pars is the essence of my being, personified.
Somehow along the way I became the historian in my circle of friends. Somehow I was gifted with the ability to remember moments and times in my life in vivid detail yet at the same time, these memories seem unimportant to some, but to me they mean everything.
If I could do it all over again, I would have made drastically different decisions in my life, taken far more pictures, and documented my thoughts and experiences more effectively. Time is a strange thing; things change, children grow, there’s nothing that the ravages of time won’t touch. Time itself is a corrosive that does its magic slow and sweet.
If something were to happen to me and those childhood memories of days when nothing really mattered, we still believed in fairy tales, and we still hadn’t lost sight of our hopes and dreams were suddenly forgotten, will the memories die? Perhaps more importantly, what is it about these memories that I try to preserve while everyone else doesn’t seem to care?
Colophon
The header graphic was created using Canva, and incorporates the fonts Sunday and Magic Marker. The photographs included in the text come from my family collection.
Asides
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13 Comments
Thomas W.P. Slatin
Sharing with Amy Lynne of AmyLynneFindore.com. Thoughts?
Amy Lynne
Great!
jolly555
Your youths will always be a remembrance in our present. we look back and either appreciate it or regret about it.
Rizzee Cerdeñola
Memories never die because it lives in our very skin. It leaves a mark and it acts as a compass. Nice pictures in your blog.
brainedet
Our youthful memories never die. It always with us sometimes it just that we can’t turn back the hands of time. There are things I believe we would have done differently.
Miaka Yuuki
NO!!! In fact that is what I consider as immortality. I mean look at icons such as Einstein sure they are no longer with us but their memory will stay as we embrace both their work and contributions to society. On your case your blogs will not only serve as your memory but your legacy.
Peachy
Now that you are sharing these memories through your blog, they will surely not die. Every person who reads this will be able to take a part of it, no matter how small, and carry it with him too.
Grace K
Events come and go. But the memories we form in our head stays with us forever. People cant take that away from you.
Danielle M
I love when someone shares memories trough pictures. It makes me think of how was the life for the people in the pictures.
Felix
This is a truly inspiring piece. It’s best to make thye most out of every moment we live.
Cole
Live your life in a way that you won’t regret it when you look back. This is beautiful.
Maury Cheskes
I hear the sentiment you’re trying to address. I think about my childhood all the time too. The truth is though, when I was experiencing it, I didn’t really appreciate it. I think we always look back and appreciate times in our lives once their gone. Something tells me, I’ll miss my thirties and my fourties when they’re over. It’s a grass is greener kind of concept.
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