That's why I started this blog in the first place. To remember.
To remember those sweet baby snuggles and goofy kid sayings. To remember the hard things I powered through and the silly things I never want to forget, even 20 years from now.
The stories I'm collecting will be remembered and told for years to come, just as the stories of my childhood are told and retold to me over and over again. It's a connection point with a new generation, and the one before me, and the one before that. It's part of how we stay connected as a family, as a community, as believers. Who we are together is in our stories. The good and the bad. The joyous and the heartbreaking. The funny and the serious.
Remembering these things together helps bring us closer. And knowing that makes me want to make each day one to remember. With my boys, my husband, my friends, my fellow believers.
What will you remember about today?
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| The Santa Maria degli Angeli chapel at the top of Monte Tamaro, Switzerland. |
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1 comment:
So glad I get to be part of what you remember and have you in what I will remember.
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