Something sparked...

My memory fails me. Daily. I wonder if this is something we all have our issues with or if I am just EXCEPTIONAL (my positive twist) at forgetting things everything. I spend a good chunk of my time sifting through blogs and I was struck with a a'ha moment today. These authors; my friends and people I stalk and wish were my friends, have something I would give my right arm for. Okay, the left. Take the left. They have created organized well-documented amazingggggg photo diarys. And so it's sparked. I am spilling my heart, phone gallery and life here so that alas, when I can't remember what I did for my birthday when I turned 18... or I can't remember what made me laugh with my husband so hard on the ride home from our honeymoon, but I just remember laughter... or very importantly when these precious firsts that our daughter Meredith (and surely her little brothers or sisters in the future) attacks like a time sensitive to-mustttt list, become hard to recall, I will be able to take a walk back and relive it all - clearly, like the day it happened. REMINISCENCE fashioned. I am so thankful for this and that my children can one day see through my eyes, the yesteryears.