Remember

I came back from a long yet very rewarding trip. Visiting family and seeing old places takes me back in time. On this trip I had the opportunity to see my two grandmas (my grandpas have passed away). Just seeeing them evoques a miryad of memories, how they loved me when I was young, what they cooked, how full of energy they were.
One of my grandmas is very lucid in her mind but her body is very crippled, she refuses medical care as she believes that being old is part of life and with it comes all the aches and pains, which she seems to accept or maybe even embrace it. My other grandma is in better shape physically speaking, but her mind is not as sharp as it was in the past.
Going home brings many emotions, many of them attached to places where important events happened in my life.
During this visit I was able to see many friends, I had gone expecting to see my extended family but God provided differents opportunities in which I was able to see people, friends with whom I had studied, even my highschool friends managed to get together for a small class reunion, after 23 years! this was definetely one of the highlights of my trip.
I was able to be in a bus that twice went close by the kindergarten I attended when I was 5 years old. We drove by the church we attended when I was very young 1-6 years old.
Just seeing places brought back many memories...Will I remember them when I get to be my grandma's age? Is that important? What memories do I care to keep alive? What memories can I "write"on my own kids minds? How have these memories shape who I am?

When I grow as old as my grandmas I want to continue to remember my kindergarden teacher, I want to remember all of my loved ones. It will be fine with my soul if I forget the painful episodes or the wrongs done to me. I want to remember all of the faithful acts of God in my life, I want to remember that Love is what counts and that when one loves and is loved life is a joyful journey.