We were together.
I forgot the rest.
- Walt Whitman
Lately I've had this quote on my mind. As a self proclaimed romanticist, this one pulled on the ole heart strings. But the more I've thought about this quote, the more I've realized that this idea can be a choice. Often it seems that when we think of memories past, we label them as a positive experience or a negative experience. Highlighting the good and ignoring the bad, and vice versa. And that's made me think, I want to live my life that way. Highlighting the good, the experience of it all, the learning, the growing, the love. Not in a naive way, acting as if life is all roses and sunshine. But to choose to remember the positive.
To remind myself, whatever memory it may be, that we were together in it all. And forget the rest.
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