Memories
I’m glad I remember
I’m glad that I have our memories
because they shape me
Our experiences are who we are… Our actions Our interactions with others
I am what I have done.
I am not my money
I am not my hair color
Or my jean size
My memories are me.
They are my life in pixels
that make up this picture you see
My life is compressed in silent flashes. I see places and people and clothes and conversations in my head in between the seconds of my present, I see my past in times of quiet
Who would you be if you had no memory of who you were ?
Personality Character Values Nurture
We are all products of our memories
And their illusions
delusions
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suppressed or ever prevalent
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Our memories give us power.
Give us hindsight
into times of pleasure
times of pain
They’re our vehicles for change
for improvement
for growth and for excellence
They are your frame of reference
The structure that has built you
that has sustained you
They are your starry nights
And the smell of blackberry candles
They are that bathroom,
those tears, that hug.
They are your magic They are your story The masterpiece that is you.