Pictures

You take a picture in your mind of the perfect moment. You have the remembered feeling of that moment. After a while the picture begins to fade. Only a little at first, just around the edges, the it gets lighter torwards the center and after a time the picture fades from memory and all you are left with is this feeling you have but you can not place a picture with it an longer. One day later you will pull that feeling from the back of your mind and try to place it with a picture once more. Soon frustration creeps in beacuse you can not recall the picture that goes with that feeling. Then after an hour or two you once again shove that feeling to the back of your mind. One day some where down the road you will try once again to pull that same feeling again only to find that the feeling has faded and you can't remember why it was so important. All you are left with is the ghost of the feeling you once knew. The ghostly memory of something good and special, but you can't remeber why. Are the things that mean the most to us destined to fade with time? Why do we do this to ourselves? The pain we feel is great, at the loss of the pictures we once knew. Perhaps the reason we take those pictures with our mind is because of the happiness we feel at that moment, we feel alive for that moment in time. The only advice I can give is for us to live for the moments we wish to remember for a lifetime. For those moments are what life is about. Live each moment as if it were you last. In some ways it might be, for when the memories fade of everything you want to remember, all your are left with is the memory of all the things you don't want to remember. The memory of all the things you have tried to forget.