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"I remember now."

Stamped: 00:42:00

I don't know what prompted me to do so....

But I just spent the past hour re-reading my old blog...

And I realized...

Just how much I've forgotten.




And I forgot how important it was for me to write...

Just so I can read back...

And remember.



And yes, I cried.

Because I was happy then.

And at times, even sad.

But more because...

I remember.




Feeble as it may seem at that point in time...

I realize now just how vital it was for me to write...

Simple words that tell the heartfelt truth.




So from now on....

I must write more...

And write often...

Not just for anyone else...

But for myself.


Because otherwise....

My life would just disappear into dust...

And there'll be no pages of the past...

For me to flip thru...

To remember...

To understand...

And to realize...

Just how much...

I've grown.



- jess, remembering -

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