Someone contacted me just now and I got reminded of many sweet and happy things. Times moves behind our backs sometimes. We all have walks to take, and they don't necessarily lead us in the same direction. We don't remember how much things have changed until we see shadows of memory slinking past our feet. For the most part, we pause, then continue to walk out of our past and into the future. But the shadows stay with us, I suppose. It's part of us, but not quite. Some are hindered by it, others comforted. Some wrestle with emotions, others are so numb it carries no meaning.
Je me souviens.
Je me souviens.