I’ve always had a love hate relationship with my memory.  I can make people uncomfortable with my ability to remember dates or strange, inconsequential details.  And other times, it’s as though my brain chose not to remember something at all.  Completely gone, as though it never happened at all.

I saw this meme and I saved it as a reminder that my memory, good bad or fickle, is not the gospel.  Sometimes it’s better to let it fade.  Release all the emotions and move forward.

That’s the only direction time moves, anyway.

Xox, g