And she wondered–is a memory something you have or something you’ve lost?
That’s an important question. Think about it and give it some credence. The confections, the efforts, the sweetness of moments in a hurricane, or moments crossing a bridge (the Golden Gate Bridge is a beautiful bridge!) –
Is a memory something you have?
Or is it something you’ve lost?
If someone ever makes a picture album recalling their life, will she warrant at least her own page?