When life speeds by you too fast, when one adventure begins to overshadow another, when work gets too crazy you don't have even the breath to appreciate how far you've come or even how lucky you've been--you're thankful for utilizing blogs, diaries, or even photo books to take you back to those moments.
I dont ever want to forget the peaceful, teal-colored waves of the Aegean sea, or the raucous, provocative streets of La Rambla in Barcelona; the old man shoving me--offended by my shorts in Madrid; getting sedated on a plane because I thought I was having a heart attack--which actually turned out to be heartburn; swimming with the manta rays in the Caribbean; snorkeling in Maui and almost getting mauled by a gigantic sea turtle; the blinding white walls and blue domed roofs of the homes in Mykonos; walking amongst the ruins of ancient Greece and then Rome; stepping foot on the holy grounds of the Vatican; seeing the Queen's "modest" home in London, stumbling drunk into a restroom in Cork, only to notice the urinals after I'd done my lady business; touching the porous graffiti-covered wall of Berlin; gazing out from a train to see the snow-covered tips of Switzerland's Alps; trying to hide from the downpour in Vienna and finding the magic of the city through the rain; smelling the succulent sweets and the smoke-filled air of Paris; staring down at the small world below my feet as I walked across the glass floor of the CN Tower in Toronto; and still, there's more. I don't want to forget the people I've met and the stories we shared.
Sometimes life passes by too quickly.
I never want to forget any of it. And I can't wait for when I can share these memories again with my children and grandchildren. What do you do to remember it all?