I have been listening to stories. From people who have seen quite a bit of life. (I hope to be such a story-teller when I am their age!) While I have learned a lot from those conversations, there’s this thing that stands out for me now.
What you are actually left with are memories. And a good life is a shoe-box full of good memories from which you can pull out snapshots of people and past, look at the moments frozen in time and smile…
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I admire your perception and wisdom. Will you share any of the stories on your blog?
Thank you, Sandy. You always say such encouraging words. I do hope to share some of the stories. Perhaps they will come out in one for or the other.
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