I was thinking today about how I wish I could take something like jars and fill them up with vivid memories and dear people and sweet scents and beautiful, truthful words spoken and laughs and incredible views and songs playing at the perfect moment. I wish I could put them all in a big room of shelves and just stand in the middle, surrounded by every good in my life all at once.

And then I remember that there is intensive living to be done outside the storage closet. Take courage and go at it, dear heart!