I am grateful today for good memories. They fuel each tough day with enough to get by. Some days, I still find myself grieving the loss of loved ones so much it just takes my breath away. Then I think on the good things, like Christmas memories and building our treehouse. Cherry limeades with my grandma. Fishing trips that totally failed! The funny moments, the antics of childhood. The days of laying in the grass staring at clouds. Flying kites on the beach. Promotions. The many times I sang the National Anthem because I didn't play the sport - but everyone stood for that. The hugs and phone calls and cards and letters (which I keep like a pack rat).
Whatever is good, think on these things!
Have a great Friday!