It’s surprising how much of memory is built around things unnoticed at the time. The crazy thing is you never know when you are making a memory until you look back and suddenly you realize the impact it made on your life. Holidays spent at my parents house…the familiar smells of turkey in the oven, the samplings of coconut cream, chocolate, strawberry, pecan and apple pies (You see my Mom had to make everyone’s favorites), taking family pictures and laughter around the table are deposits in the memory bank of not only me, but my children and now my grandchildren. You never know when you’re making a memory, so it’s worth being intentional about making each moment count.
What kind of deposits are you making into the lives of those you come into contact with every day? Are you making good memory deposits?
