memories

memories are ingrained in our minds. sometimes they are images that are easy to recall and other times, we may need a little help to retrieve them. none-the-less they are there, some are good, some are bad and some are just memories that no longer provoke any emotion at all.

as i look over my life, in my mind and through my photos, i realize that i have done a lot and experienced many things. i have made some mistakes, but i have learned from them and would not ever trade those mistakes. learning from the past is always a good thing. the past certainly molds us into the people we are today, but it does not define us. sometimes, we get caught us in our past and it makes it difficult to move on, but we/i have to remember that the past is a part of me, but it is not me.

looking back on all that i have seen and done makes me smile. i have had a great deal of friends, some i still keep in contact with and others have moved on with their lives and we have gone separate ways. i have given my heart to a few only to take it back or have it returned to me in the end. i have met many great people, some who will remember me and some who forgot the moment they turned away. i have seen the world, not all of it, but a lot of it, some places i will return and other places will just remain a past thought. i have seen the sun rise and set and each time, it is a special gift from god.

it is interested how memories affect people. sometimes an old thought can make you laugh out loud or burst into tears. but as time moves on, memories become harder to recall and do not provoke as much emotion. things that made you laugh out loud just make you smile a little and those things that made you cry just down cast your heart for a brief moment. if memories are not recalled frequently, you stand a chance of loosing them forever. so take a picture, write down a thought, reflect on your life often, do not loose part of your life to time.

the way we were
Mem'ries,
light the corners of my mind
misty water-colored memories
of the way we were
scattered pictures,
of the smiles we left behind
smiles we gave to one another
for the way we were
can it be that it was all so simple then?
or has time re-written every line?
if we had the chance to do it all again
tell me, would we? Could we?
mem'ries, may be beautiful and yet
what's too painful to remember
we simply choose to forget
so it's the laughter
we will remember
thenever we remember...
the way we were...
the way we were...
~barbara streisand