We take them with us everywhere. They see
us through bad times. They are what life is all about. Memories.
When you look back on whether or not you've had a good life, it doesn't
depend on how much money you have or how big your house is, it's how many
wonderful memories you have made. Sometimes when you're just walking
down the street you'll see something that will remind of an event that
happened 10 years ago and just start laughing. The mind is funny
like that. You might have never thought of it since it originally
happened, but when it pops back into your mind it's like it just happened
all over again.
Last Friday I went to Beth's graduation (Dana's
sister) and it brought back a lot of memories for me. It was only
three years ago when I was walking across that stage thinking that the
rest of life would be easy. I was wrong. In fact, everything
we thought we knew in high school is pretty much wrong. I thought
that I would stay friends with everybody for the rest of my life even though
my mom and dad told me better and six months later all but two were gone
from my life. It seems like so long ago, but it's only been three
years. I guess it's because I've grown more as a person that three
years than the previous 18 combined. But I wouldn't trade any of
my high school years for anything because of the wonderful memories I have
with those people that were my "friends."
A memory isn't really a memory until it has standed
the test of time. You don't know how memorable something will be
until about 2 years later. Sometimes you think that you'll never
forget what just happened and you do, and then there are things that you
would have never expected to remember at the time, but stick with you the
rest of your life. I still remember when I was nine years old a specific
strikeout I had against Trey Byrum in which he threw strike three but the
umpire called it a ball because he liked me and then the next pitch he
threw right down the middle and I struck out swinging. It wasn't
even that important, but I can remember the most minute detail about it.
I can still remember that two years ago when Chuck, Alison, and I went
to a gas station to fill her car up that it was $12.57 because she told
me to remember so she could write it in her check book.
For some reason, it's impossible to block some memories
out of your mind. In fact, the worse the memory, the more likely
it is to stick with you. But not all is bad, in fact, most is good.
There is nothing in the world like being with somebody and just looking
at each other when something reminds you of an event you both experienced
together and you both start laughting at the same time. Or when all
you have to say is one word and they know exactly what you're talking about.
I would take a good conversation over a good TV show anyday, and most of
us would. Why? Because who do you share the memory of a good
TV show with--the TV. Who do you share the memory of conversation
with--the person. I have made a lot of wonderful memories in my life
and when I'm ever feeling lonely, which tends to happen when you live alone,
they always cheer me up. If you get the chance, write your memories
down while they're still fresh in you mind, because the mind has a tendency
to forget sometimes. That's the only reason we take pictures of things,
we want to remember the moment. The moments we laughed, the moments
we cried, the moments we loved, the moments we hate, the moments we cherish,
that's what's important. I'm sure as everybody read that they were
thinking of a time they laughed and cried etc. They are a funny thing,
almost an involuntarily reflex. It's not as if we choose which memories
will pop in our minds. No one can explain it. And to be quite
honest with you, who cares? They are just here to help us remember
all of the wonderful things we've experienced in life, and the bad ones
hang around, because if they didn't we might never learn from our mistakes.
So, the next time you are ever down about anything in your life, just kick
back with a drink and take a wonderful trip down memory lane.