Memories are created, I have learned that over time. I used to get irritated as my mother snapped away with her camera recording every moment of my life that she could both big and small. I did not understand then what I understand now as a father and a married man. I thought my mom was just being irritating but she always said one day you will appreciate this.
I appreciate it now that she is gone. I have these books put together showing all the moments of my life, she saved things I wrote in elementary school, she saved the most random things that tell such a great story because I had a mother that paid attention to the details of what made me me.
Its like I was left with this very thick picture book to tell about my life and now I sit here sometimes and go through it with my kids and my wife. My mom is gone but her memory lives on in her son, she created so many memories in moments that would have just passed as time to me.
The moments were created and saved and I am just so thankful that I had such a gift, I am aware that not every human is blessed with a parent like this. I do not often cry, my mother gave me such perspective and such a rich life that a tear may fall and then instantly my eyes are dry.
I am thankful for all those times, I am thankful that I had a mother like mine. I just sit here and think about my blessings, I have so many things such a perspective on life, such an awareness of the darkness and so driven by light. I am and was always my mothers pride, that is the truth there is no denying it.
I was treated like a king and so I give my family the very same things, I had an angel without wings for all these years and she led me right here out of the darkness and into the clear. I give what was given to me, I am that thing that does not fall far from the tree.
You can create the same thoughts and the same memories for those that you love, make the moments the moments that you can never get enough of, you are in control of your life as long as you can open and close your eyes, you still have the power to set things right, how do you want to remember your life? Think to yourself what kind of memories are being created by me.
I write here and I ramble on but I think you get what I am saying, its your job. I am off to the beach with my family to do just that, create a new favorite memory, I want to leave them with the same fulfillment my mother left in me, she succeeded, that woman made me me.