{My father and I having a "moment"}
I don't know if I think of my parents every day anymore. It is kind of like when any relationship ends. Your memories drift into the mist of your mind and you lose sight of them. The best part is many times the negative things seem to dissipate, and the good rise to the surface and remain there. I believe that is how the mind helps heal the heart. Both things codependent on the other for survival. So we cling to those special moments in time, and hold them tightly, as if letting them go would lead to the greatest of all travesties...complete loss of recollection. As we have celebrated this Christmas and the upcoming New Year, let's make memories that last forever.
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