One of the blogs I subscribe to is also written by a single woman exploring this crazy game of life. She recently posted a blog entitled "Memory." This one particularly struck a chord with me.
While recently looking at a photo taken during a difficult time in her life awhile back, she states, "I remember thinking to myself...that even when things were awful, there was still beauty in the world, that life was still good." She goes on to say how even now she has the same feelings associated with those memories, despite everything being good now.
It's the song that takes you back to a special day, a painful break-up, a fun night out with friends. It's the smell that takes you back to a country you once visited and found your passion. It's the rainbow I saw on my Caribbean island the day before I left, the one that appeared after the torrents of rain. A fragile piece of immaculate hope in the surrounding abyss.
As one of her other followers states: "I believe that photos, music, images, smells, they are all profound parts of our memory and our memory is what makes us who we are with our history."
And partially as an homage to her post: We Found Love by Rihanna - "You wish you could have all that bad stuff back so you could have the good."
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