What are some of the things most
precious to you? Family? Yes,
that makes sense. But if I were to ask you about something intangible what
would your answer be?
I’ll leave it to you to contemplate
on this. But do you want to know what my answer would be? Memories. Yes, memories for me are those fine
threads that weave life, strand by strand.
The strange and perhaps magical
thing about memories is that the best ones are formed when you least expect. They
tip toe into your hearts and almost instantly form a rapport with you, tugging forever,
keeping you connected to parts of yourself from the past.
Imagine a life devoid of memories.
What would it be like? Very close to a life lost, even before you cross over,
don’t you think so? Memories are your silent companions, always there by your
side. You can count on them to enrich your lives. With memories by your side
you can never be lonely even if alone. With memories by your side you’ll always
have a page to turn back to, to relish and relive. And that’s why forming
memories is so important. They bring along the gift of camaraderie and lifelong
Moments which seem insignificant
often make for splendid memories. Something like a father-daughter duo spending
an entire day at the beach could very well be one. He teaching her tricks of
having fun with the waves, swimming together. He holding her tightly when the
waves seem too big for her. Carefully allaying her fears when she’s too scared and
at times even carrying her on his back as they float about teasing the waves.
The sun shining, almost as if smiling at their nonchalance, oblivious to the
world. Running about in the sand, building castles. Collecting shells together
as if precious stones. An ordinary day such as this on the beach is what
memories are made of. And for a father and daughter this is nonpareil.
And bonds and memories even grow
together, simultaneously. When a 5 year old Geronimo spends an entire
day at the beach with two of his cousin brothers in tow that’s when their rapport
gets cemented for life, memories defined. Running tirelessly from one end to
the other. Testing the cold sea waters with his brothers, pulling out strange
things from it and having a blast dragging those around. Playing in the sand
and even sampling it at times to see what all the fuss is about. It becomes
even more special when he goes about doing all these things buck naked, without
a care in the world, because someday in the future this will be a day they recall
while pulling each other’s legs.
"Every ordinary day is a memory.
But no memory is ever ordinary."
On my beach retreat last week I saw
many such memories being made. Sisters and girlfriends spending their day swimming,
talking, drinking and clicking pictures of each other. Young couples stealing a
moment or two together, a temporary stop in perhaps their very hectic lives. Aged
couples reminiscing about their glorious years as one, hoping to gaze at many more
beautiful sunsets together. Kids playing and perhaps enjoying the most among
the entire lot. And I was there too stealing away priceless moments with S.
Memories made are invaluable instants
saved to be lived through again in the future. So what are you waiting for? Go
make some memories. Go on. Go!
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