Never let memories become more important?



(photo: iPhone screen shot from the book Flinch)

Never let your memories be bigger than your dreams.

She wrote back that this wouldn’t apply to her elderly Father.

To be open minded, replied back that the food for thought was appreciated.

Moments later the thinking was done and the conviction unmoved.

What if we thought death was the most magnificent day in our life?

This is only possible if you believe in something you’ve never seen.

So yes, never let our memories be bigger than our dreams.

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Death Is Part Of Life

Debbie Sent A Rainbow This Morning
Debbie Sent A Rainbow This Morning

Death is part of life. It just is. Death arrives all the time. Every day.

Some deaths are a blessing. Some are tragic and break our hearts – so much so that we wonder if our heart will ever heal.

Mostly, I think, it’s the senseless deaths and the sudden deaths that hurt the most and cut the deepest.

Like yesterday.

A Facebook update brought the news that a longtime colleague and friend died yesterday. Apparently, complications from a routine colonoscopy. Debbie was 43.

As I upload a You Tube video from the backseat of the car, in my son’s school parking lot, I’m reminded of how fragile life is, what a gift it is, and how our friends can touch us with the character of their lives.

I’ll post the video here later today probably. I shot it April 1 this year. It’s a Brooks & Dunn song, sung by a young man born with no eyes, and legs that don’t work.