Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away: the birth of your child, the death of a loved one or pet, a new job, graduation, a beautiful new gown, big steps in your child's life, your child's struggles, a morning sunrise, a sunset, the smell of rain, an answered prayer...
I loved the quote above I recently received by a friend. Life is not measured by the amount of activities in our lives, the number of friends acquired, people's opinions, being employed or unemployed. Life is measured by the number of moments that take our breath away. This statement causes within me a desire to walk down memory lane and find all those treasured moments tucked away in my mind and relive them as if they happened just yesterday. No matter how many or few I find, I will treasure each one as brand new. I feel another journal is waiting to be filled. How about you? What treasures of breathless moments exist in your mental archives? I would love to hear about some of them if you are daring enough to share. Enjoy your walk down memory lane this week.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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