Memories are a bit like tye-dye. They’re super colorful, slotchy, and overall make you feel a little funny when you look at them.
This morning as I was updating my status on Facebook, I was suddenly aware of the syllables in the phrase I was using. “Whoa! syallables? I should make this status update a haiku!”
To some haiku means nothing, to me, it’s a memory. A favorite memory in fact. And thus here we are with me introducing a brand new “category” or “column” on my blog; “Favorite Memories.” (Other columns include: You Might be Katie Leas if and Life Lessons)
So, what makes something a favorite memory? I challenge you to think about the memories that fill you with warmth, hope, faith, love, wist, wile, and laughter. I’ve decided I’m going to write mine down and share them here, with you.
