Life is all about memories!
I am a kind of memory keeper.
That means, whether I'm in touch with a person or not, I keep their memories safe with me. When I miss them, all I had to do is dust the memory box out of the closet.
This system proved useful when one of my friends expired last year, around this time. He was one of those in the 'thick at one time but no longer in touch' list!
His now adult daughter, when she knew we had worked together at one time, wanted to know all about him as a colleague! The place where he spent almost 8 hours of his life daily, according to her.
I gladly upturned my memory box, and handed over all those gems I had collected over 7 odd years, and stored for another 12 years.
Sometimes the best gift you can give any body is these precious unknown memories of their loved ones.
I love the memory keeper part of me.
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