“Who can look back and truly say all his memories are happy ones? To have memories, happy or sorrowful, is a blessing, for it shows we have lived our lives without reservation. Do you not agree?” — Michiko in “The Gift of Rain.”
I have several teammates who are in various stages of losing their memory due to football head injuries. Their short term memory goes first so they can still remember times past including games played and girls dated, but can’t remember who called only minutes before. One of them jokes that, “One benefit of losing one’s memory is that I am always in a good mood because I can’t remember why I should be otherwise.”
I feel with my friends and their families, and we all remind each other to call and become the memory for our buddies. They lived their lives to the fullest, their memories now fading are full of joy and sorrow, and it is up to their friends to “make them a memory.” To remind them of their unreserved life because it is worth recalling, each and every moment, joyful and sorrowful.
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