Memento redux

Jyllian and I were talking the other day and she mentioned the “bug sack”. The “bug sack” was a set of green baby pajamas with little bees on it for the infant Emily but it didn’t have legs. It was just a sack on the bottom like the PJs Sweet Pea wore in the old Popeye cartoons but was my favorite thing to dress Emily in. I’d completely forgotten about it.

I’ve always sort of looked as life as pouring through me like water through a sieve. Sometimes things stick and change how it flows but mostly days are ephemeral things. Maybe it’s because I’m getting a little further on in years and I know that I won’t be around forever to sieve time’s passage but I wonder what it is that I no longer remember and whether I have too large a set of gaps in that sieve.

I know that I need to spend more time keeping track of what happens if only so I’ll have reminders of what my life was when I’m to old to remember without assistance.

Since it’s been a while, here’s the short list of things:


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