Living today, we hardly think about what exactly this day will be remembered in the future. So many interesting and even fateful things can happen in one day. And then, as time passes, you sit and remember all this with a smile on your face. How nice it is to tell a loved one what happened to you, so to speak, pour out on him all this positive that now overwhelms you. But still, doubly it is more pleasant to scroll through the memories with the person with whom this happened ...
There are certainly both bad and good memories in our life, but is there any point in keeping those bad moments in our memory ?! Sometimes the most inconspicuous things at first glance, such as objects, music, voice, photography, and even sound, taste, and smell (by the way, one of the most important details of a memory), can push onto memories.
As a child, my mother sang a lullaby (I'm sure you have never heard this song) ... this song was the kindest, the best, I remember every word and intonation, she sang wonderful, I remember the smell of her pie or pancakes on a weekend when we were still all together, I woke up earlier when I heard my dad's voice, who, as always, spoke loudly on the phone and decided some "super" important things, my mother was already in the kitchen preparing breakfast, it seemed to me we were the most ideal family .. I miss those moments ..
I am afraid to forget, to forget those memories, events, smells, I am afraid to forget those feelings that brought sincere happiness, recollection is the most valuable thing we have from the world of our childhood. I am infinitely grateful to fate for these memories, they help in a difficult moment to gain strength, strength in order to live on and become part of new good memories for other people, relatives, friends, their future children)