Remember

Remember, it’s time to forget. It’s time to smile and understand. It’s time to soften up the unconscious frown and look up into the sky and admire the blues and pinks. It’s time to remember to notice the circular patterns in the tree limbs. It’s time to walk the dog. Tell someone you love that you love them. Know that they too are battling life one day a time.

The mornings are cold with just a little dewy ice on the grass, and the squirrels are always playing in the trees. The neighborhood is quiet, with just a little traffic noise in the background. It’s comforting. The houses are still asleep and the sun is peeking over the horizon, just a little. I like to remember these times, the cold on my face. The start of a new day.

Every meal cooked is an opportunity. Take the time to prepare food and give it the respect that it deserves. Cook because food is peaceful and the kitchen is welcoming. Take the pans out and listen to them clink on the counter. Take a look at the years of sauces and stews that have come to life and have left their marks. Remember each and every meal as if it were a child that has left your home.

Remember when you were young? Allow yourself to do such things. Play. Laugh. Take time to walk away from the memories that weigh heavy on your mind. Remember the time when memories were being made. They make us who we are. They are who we were. And the memories we make will give us reason to think, and to live another day.