Memories...What a precious gift

I've heard it said, "you can't take it with you". If all we take with us when we leave this life is our memories I believe we take it all! Good, bad or indifferent our memories make up who we are. At times I sit and think of my life, when I do I feel so blessed! Not that I have lived a perfect life heaven knows I have lived through experiences that were tough...really tough at times. But, when I mix them up in my head the result is always the same. I love my life! I have had friends and school mates that have impacted my life in such a way that it fills my cup! When you add family to that, you get a mix that over flows. And life is good...really good. Here I am married to my fifth husband, which should tell you something about my stubborn streak, I never give up. I finally found the man I believe I was made for. We have been together almost eleven years now and we are still madly in love to this day. We are like your old favorite shoes..good fit, slightly worn out but still have eachother. I have two beautiful daughters of my own, 4 adopted children and 5 other step children. And although at times they have been royal pains at times I wouldn't trade the memories of each of them for anything. My husband asked me the other day, if I died tomarrow, what would you say you did with your life? My response...I lived, Loved and laughed. What a wonderful life, what a precious gift!