Memories are so precious. The memories of youth, of all the firsts you experience when your growing in to the person you will become. First dances, first kisses, the first boy who made you think that you were the one that storybooks would tell the tale of long after you were gone. Yet with all the loving first memories we can not forget the tragic ones. Your first betrayal, your first heartbreak, and even the first time you lost some one close to you.
We cannot for get the memories from the parts of our lives after we had become somewhat responsible for ourselves.From our fist lovers, and the wild excitement from being on our own to having our own children and looking in on them as babes. Even the heartbreak of divorce or separation can be a memory that will last forever in your mind.
As we get older we struggle to think and remember things such as what we were, wanted to be, and even if we could have changed the past what would we have done different. We remember certain things like dates, sometimes people and sometimes the chains of events that seem to change your life. But these memories are not always the things we truly want to remember about our lives. Some times you wish you recall things like smells, feelings and even how exciting the touch of you first love was.
As precious as these memories are, if they are not visited they are forgotten. When written down memories can be transformed into a road of emotions and feelings that you can walk down and remember, you can live the memories over and over in your head, and still never forget how you felt when you wrote them.
I invite you to come with me to look back at a time where experience was growing and innocence was going but yet seemed to coexist. I invite you into my life and my loves, to share my romances, jealousies, curiosities, and even my heartbreaks.
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