You know those old memories, the special ones, ones you will never forget, the ones that don’t actually get dusty in your mind because you think about them each day, Yes, those….
Keep them with you constantly, don’t let them fade. They mean much, so why should they ever stop meaning that much? Maybe they’re just something fun, maybe it’s goes deeper than that, either way you shouldn’t forget the good times. Just as a little self reminder I was going through some of my old pictures and I came across this one:
Ahhh, what a fun day…. My first mission trip, our free day, zip-lining through the Costa Rican Rain forest, in the rain, well grease rain anyway… Then of course, the grease fights coming down from the mountain which left my shirt forever stained ^_^
All this to say, while that is not even close to my only dear memory, it’s one of the oldest ones. It was one of my first steps to who I am today. Keep these memories dear, and no matter what happens, let happy memories, stay happy.
Live long and prosper, Tori Lynn.