Memory

I watched as both my children raced cautiously up a flight of stairs; it reminded me of my childhood, the way my sisters and I raced at every given opportunity. I instinctively reached for the camera in my bag, but stopped myself; a picture could not do justice to the moment. I chose to remember it. And I will remember it. Maybe it won't always be exactly the same, depending on the point I find myself in my life, but the truth behind the moment will remain: that I am, for that moment, like them -- simply happy.

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