Remembering the dead

[lanfykins.livejournal.com]

It is said that we are the sum of our memories, but it is not true.

We live a thing, and then it is behind us, and unless we had cause to pause and attend to that moment while we lived in it, it is gone forever. We are the sum of what we tell ourselves we remember; all the half-images and guesses and words we wrote in diaries back when we were someone else.

And that's almost true.

( For some, it is perhaps a little more than that. )