Memories

My son reads with me 'The Magic Treehouse Series' every night. He loves these books and his school asks him to read every day a couple of chapters. Already I have tears in my eyes thinking about this time spent together, though in reality I am always dead tired when he does. How magical do you think I will remember these times in twenty years from now? We live in a fairy tale. 'Reality', the way your mind grasps it, doesn't exist. What does exist is love and that is why parents' one-sided memories are the only memories that come close to the truth.

When you see ugliness in your day to day work interactions you unfortunately can't block it out, sometimes wrong choices are made and you need to acknowledge them. Yet what you can do is to fast forward in your mind and think of retirement speeches. Do you really think any of this stuff will make it into the speech? No, when you look back and reflect on the essence of your relationship other points will be remembered. Smiles, laughter, generous acts. True history is nothing but the filtered deposit of loving thoughts. Nothing else exists.