Monday, May 20, 2013

Four years ago, today, a house fire destroyed practically everything I've ever owned and loved - my clothes, books, artwork and poetry, toys and stuffed animals from childhood - ALMOST everything. What wasn't destroyed was my memory of all those things and more. When you have a mind full of memories, of that warming nostalgia, you need not mourn the loss of material things. Four years later I choose to celebrate what I once owned and the experiences of those things only in passing. Now and forever I live to celebrate each moment that has coming along since - starting over in a new house that has become a true home not through tangible things, instead from times I share with family and friends.

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