MEMENTO MORI MEMENTO VIVERE FULL

I can't undo my choices or raise the dead or relive any of those beautiful moments.Īnd when I remember the past, reality hits me square in the chest.

MEMENTO MORI MEMENTO VIVERE FULL

It's astonishing how some days stretch so wide in your recollection, feeling as full as a whole year.īut I can't go back. How we made it this far.Īnd there are some memories that I wish I could live over and over again, savoring all the joy and light crammed into those short moments. Sometimes I see my face in a picture, worn out and weathered, and I wonder how I've survived. A friendship gone sour or a pain I'd almost forgotten. The photos are bittersweet because there are some days that I don't want to remember.

So many smiles, so many tears, so much heartache. Seeing her brings back the sound of her laugh and the shape of her smile. My wife and I when we were just married, still babies in our own way. I see my kids when they were just babies and how far away those days seem. The places, what the weather was like, any smells I can recall. I try to remember everything about that moment in time. I go through each picture and reflect on the past. Each day, I look at the photos taken on this same day throughout the years. To keep myself grounded in the implications of that mindset, I keep a photo app on the home screen of my phone.

So that every action I take and every word I speak is guided by intentionality and purpose. I keep this coin with me to reflect on this mindset all day.

Memento mori memento vivere