We do not remember days, we remember moments. Cesare Pavese
I do not know what day it was that
my cousin taught me how to “hotwire” the tractor with a nickel. I don’t
remember which weekend it was that my friend Edie and I were treated so
welcomingly by a lady in Bray, Ireland. I have no clue what day it was that my
friend Em helped me dye the ends of my hair bright blue. All these moments, and
many more, stand out in my memories as noteworthy. The one thing all of them
share, they are moments that involve others. My most memorable moments are not
alone. Many of them are with family or close friends. Some are with strangers,
or strangers at the beginning. In fact, I am hard pressed to think of any
significant memory that was just me, by myself. I would say, “we remember moments
and the people in them with us.”
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