What We Remember
“We do not remember days, we remember moments.” – Cesare Pavese
Every day for the past eight weeks since Dad passed away, I have been flooded with flashes of time – moments of laughter, his gestures, our daily calls, his sage advice and quiet times just hanging out. He was not only my Dad, but my best friend who knew and understood me better than most.
Moments that seemed like little things at the time now reside front of mind and heart and what I miss the most. I want to call him to yip about my day, yap about his day or discuss the ridiculous world of politics.
Be acutely aware of the moments that you are spending or not spending with family and friends. Be careful, kind and generous with your words and acts. Go first to mend a broken relationship now so it’s not too late.
Celebrate your dad, mom, brother, sister, kids, friends each day and live well. You are creating memories that will remain deeply rooted in your heart that will carry you through good days and especially through the difficult ones. Life is built of moments. That’s what we remember, so spend them well.