Re-blogged from Wordsmith’s Desk
Each day of our lives, we are creating memories for tomorrow. In the daily routine, we don’t often look at it this way. More times than not, we don’t see it until it’s too late; a memory that you’d just as soon forget has been made.
We live our lives together each day, acting and interacting in each other’s lives. Then comes a day when one or the other is no longer here. Death has taken someone from our lives. The memories are as good as their going to get and there will be no more.
Maybe a bad memory was made, but now it’s too late to erase it with apologies and amends. Death has sealed forever a lifetime of memories. We live with what we created…we reap what we sow…we regret the rest of our life, a memory we could have changed, but didn’t.
Memories are all that…
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