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I love swimming in the lake of my memories…closing my eyes and diving in headfirst…and bringing with me to the surface…memories submersed.

Take yesterday for instance…I dove in on a whim…and ended up, of all places, where memories of our granddaughter swim.

The memory of the day she was born…I remember the feeling of joy…
that we finally had a girl grand child…after the wonder of three boys.

The memory of the day when they all slept over on our floor…a memory I shall forever keep…not knowing where’d she be in the morning because she traveled in her sleep.

The memory of the day when she was older…just a couple of years later
when she found a comfortable place to sit…inside our refrigerator.

Yes, our granddaughter…who starts high school next year and is now almost as tall as me…I found the memory of the first time I bounced her on my knee.

As I dried myself off of these memories I found myself hoping one day she’ll understand…how important are my memories of when she’d run up and hold my hand….

As I stood upon the shoreline of my lake…I had to smile as I suspect…
there are moments in her lake…where our memories intersect.

And I’d like to think as we are swimming…in our memories…separately
that every now and then…for a brief moment…we share a memory.

For as wonderful as it is to make a memory…nothing can be compared….
to a memory that was made together…that forever will be shared

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