WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?-tumblrbot
My earliest human memory is being in a play at a church and crying to get down from a pedestal for I was a sleeping angel and remembering my grandfather getting me down.
Just as it is
crazy, random, beautiful, tough, simple, complex
A paradox of contradictions
each moment shaping the one before itself
Every smile, every tear
Every word creating a unique story
like a fingerprint, no two are the same.
That is life, life as it is
