Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on forget.
I have a tendency not to forget...anything.
Not a conversation, or a word, or a feeling, or a dream.
I remember the details.
Like who was wearing what.
Who was standing where.
I remember memories.
Like every second of the entire day you were born.
Or every moment of every part of your life.
Or how it felt to rock and hold you.
I am the keeper of your memories.
The one that knows your past.
I am the one you can count on for the stories.
I am the one you can turn to for the "tell me again about the time".
Because I remember it all.