Memories are a way of reliving the past. Memories are also a way to bring good feelings back.
I spend more time with that past now. In my present, I also spend time living a heavy sorrow.
From time to time, events and occasions trigger both memory and sorrow. We did this thing, checking out The Gates in their first iteration years ago. My smile at the poster today was wry, my eyes watering.
There is a trick I have taught myself recently to reframe my grief and sadness.
It wasn’t the first time I had noticed the announcement for a The Gates exhibit. This time I decided it would be helpful to look for that picture of us; to reframe my shock at the return of the art in the park as a good memory.
Here it is. It had been one ofww re r many nice days we’d spent.
this is our life 