A few years ago, I decided to put this photo on my fridge
door. Each time I noticed it, I chose to look at the warm smile on my father’s
face, the laughter on my mother’s, and the closeness between the two of them.
That’s what I now see, and I love this photo.
Sometimes it just feels better when we rethink and revise
our memories, choosing to focus on the positive elements. We are not forgetting
the other feelings; we are simply making a conscious choice about what we are
going to see first, what we wish to highlight, and what we chose to place in
the shadows.
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