Remembering Happiness

When I see pictures of little kids running, teens, and newly weds, I think “I hope they always remember how happy they are... were...”

...that is what people forget... how happy they were. And they break apart.

Perhaps we could work with this....cherishing the moment and the person...connect to them...

I think we might be more forgiving if we remembered this. 

Because the bad shit sticks in the brain and the good memories seem to fade...

Maybe we could reverse this so the good shit sticks and the bad stuff fades...

#yessomebadshithastostick