Sunday, March 24, 2013

My Sunday Quote of The Week...

“The beautiful thing about memories is that they are yours; whether they are good, bad, or indifferent. They belong to you, and no matter where life takes you, your memories tie you to where you've been, and to where you are now”

 I think our memories are the sum of our journeys, the lives we lived and now live and our aspirations. Without our memories we would be incapable of learning, of knowing who we are and we would be unable of progressing. Our personalities come from the way we interpret, analyse and live our experiences after the fact.
I think that every day of our lives are full of moments, lessons which are meant to be beneficial to what our tomorrows will be. Big moments, life changing moments that we can’t go around measuring but that we know will be carved in our minds or branded on our bodies for life.

“There are random moments —tossing a salad, coming up the driveway to the house, ironing the seams flat on a quilt square, standing at the kitchen window and looking out at the delphiniums, hearing a burst of laughter from one of my children’s rooms— when I feel a wavelike rush of joy. This is my true religion: arbitrary moments of nearly painful happiness for a life I feel privileged to lead. Think of the way you sometimes see a tiny shaft of sunlight burst through a gap between rocks, the way it then expands to illuminate a much larger space —it’s like that. And it’s like quilting, a thread surfacing and then disappearing into the fabric of ordinary days. It’s not always visible, but it’s what holds everything together.”

Life is made up of so many things. It's made of big moments and lasting memories. It's made of flashbacks and recollections. It's made of goals and aspirations. It's made of in-the-moments living and spontaneous decisions. Those are its compartments. Those are its pieces. But, the most important parts are the ones that don't always stand out in our minds. The most important parts are the little details that shape us; the minute aspects we may contently recall but overlook in the grand scheme of things. Then, however, when we least expect it, we remember that brush of the fingers we shared with our first crushes, or that smile we allotted with best friends, or that joke someone cracked in the middle of math class, or the embarrassing attempt our parents made to look cool.. We also remember the less definite conjectures; we recall the support of our family - as well as the times they let us down. We recollect the companionship of our friends - as well as their faults and betrayals. We relive the chemistry and passion between us and our lovers - as well as the arguments and insecurities. We may not be able to cite the complexities of every situation, but we remember the way we felt. We remember our reactions and it comes down to whether we are ashamed, complacent or proud of our decisions. The most important part of all that, though, is one simple truth; it is better to have made a decision than none at all. It's better to look back on a full life with mistakes, than one you slid through without focusing on the beauty all around you. Because to be alive is to feel, and if you have no lasting memories, no decisions to feel the repercussions of, you haven't lived at all. And, not that I've made it there yet, but I imagine you don't want to feel empty in thirty years, haunted by all the things you never did…

Source: Xanga

To cherishing our yesterdays…

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