I was just thinking today, after feeling rather ground down by the return to work, that just a few days ago I was aloft, feeling giddy with excitement and the wonder of looking down at the world from up in the sky.
So whatever difficult moments I have, I can close my eyes and remember how the wind felt on my skin, how the world felt so much larger, and how R and I got to see the place he asked me to marry him, seven years ago.
So this week I will try to remember how the little stuff doesn't really matter, because it's the big stuff we remember, the stuff I want to remember. Like this:
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