This morning my daughter was telling me about an animated movie she once saw where a child’s happy memories were accidentally lost.
Although memory is an emotional subject for me right now, together we pondered whether losing our “good” memories is worse than losing our “bad” ones.
I think all memories are created equal and that losing the unhappy memories would be just as detrimental as losing the happy ones.
Both complete us.
While the wonderful memories fill us with joy, the painful ones are needed for us to progress.
She agreed. And although she is just days away from turning 11, she is way smarter than me. And a lot cuter too.
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