28 Years
Calendar pages
collected and stored, our
memories, our life.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2013
Reading Viktor Frankl's, Man's Search for Meaning, I was struck by an illustration he offered. Think of your life as a calendar wherein you tear off a page each day. You have the choice to look at the little that is left of the calendar in your hand or you can store each page in a drawer and dwell on those treasured memories. Lovely, yes?
Here's to 28 years of marriage memories!
3 comments:
Happy Anniversary and thanks for sharing, Lorie Ann! 28 years for us, too (will be 29 this summer).
Happy Poetry Month, too.
A stack of memories--so much better to think about than the decreasing days ahead. Thanks for this.
Yes, lovely. Happy anniversary!
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