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  • Moments to remember? Something a wise friend told me once got me thinking about this real hard. I was heart broken, because I felt that we had lost the “special” friendship we had in the past and I could not regain it. He said those memories are gone for ever and we must not live for them, but make new memories every day.

    I was not happy with his answer. I still am not happy. For me, memories are sinews that connect us to certain people, events and times in our past. Sure some of them might not be pleasant, but many may be really good memories. Why do we keep photographs?? To take out and relive either the care free moments of our childhood, to remember what grandma or a best friend looked like or the first house we ever lived in. Or what achievements we might have had on the sports field or the funny ponytails we thought were super cool as teenagers.

    I have some really fond memories and I want to cherish them.
    I will remember how my Afrikaans grandpa taught me that the shortest route is not always the fastest route.
    I will remember how my Afrikaans grandma worked so hard and made this my life’s motto today – if someone else could do it, so can you!
    I will remember how my English granny would sit and hold me when inconsolable after the first love of my life dumped me.
    I will remember my first kiss as it was yesterday.
    I will remember special connections I have made with special friends. No matter that we have lost contact.
    I will remember how hubby took me in his arms and said everything will be OK, in spite of me revealing what I have got up to in the past.

    Sure enough our memories are not supposed to keep us in the past or prevent us from living the future.
    But for today, I want to look back and enjoy some special moments I had with family or friends.
    I want to look back and see how far I have come since then.
    I want to look back, and know my life was worth living.
    I want to look back and cherish some moments, because they have made and defined who I am today.
    I want to look back, because sometimes, just sometimes, the memories are all I have.
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