We love making them. Talking about them. Creating new ones. Sharing them.
Bought and paid for, catalogued and wrung dry of the moment. Their yours. Forever.
Their comes a time when you'll yearn to revisit.
(Yes, indeed you can have your cake and then eat it again.)
How? Especially from the poignant moment of a last breath. Create more or appreciate the treasure trove already lived and clearly alive.
Our life viewed as a cross-section (think a tree trunk's rings telling its story) is in us. Memories are alive. They spark, cry, ache, smile and move us. Take out your phone and scroll your pictures back a few years. Bet you feel each bite of that cake...again.
The following clip is a cache of deep, deep memories for my other half and me. As we've lost our elders and work for our youth, appreciating our blessings makes for a grateful perspective. One that has helped dissolve the patina of dissatisfaction, urgency and pointless perfection lightly, but completely, applied consistently all around us by entities that would have us eat just one piece of cake - forgetting the whole. No more...come join us, the water is fine!

We talk quite a bit about what we would do if, when, how we would do it and why or why not. It's all hot air. Who really plumbs the depths except to wallow? Who among us understands ourselves?
I have had a fascination with Kevin Carter's 1994 Pulitzer Prize winning photograph
since I first witnessed it and in keeping with our new "no blog" attitude, we offer the following link as a catalyst for discernment,
http://pirate.shu.edu/~mckenndo/ethics%20cases-Starving%20Child%20Photo.htm