— Jonathan Carroll
(Source: facebook.com)
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Out of the blue someone I hadn’t heard from in two decades wrote me an email. It was a long letter mostly detailing what they had been doing in the ensuing years. Then they reminisced about the last time we saw each other way back when. I didn’t remember the event at all, but they did in detail. The gist of it was we were crossing a busy street together when a dog ran out in front of us and was hit square on by a speeding car. The impact was so great that it spun the large dog round and round like a top. I had forgotten this completely and only after reading their description did I have one of those “Oh yeah, I remember that!” moments. It led me to wonder how much else of my life have I forgotten—lost— but other people still possess because *they* remember. So many things happen to us along the way that we forgot. But someone often does remember them, as we remember things about others that they have forgotten. Isn’t it strange that events in our lives— OUR lives—belong to others now? Unless we see and talk to these people again, we will never know those things again. Yet even without us those experiences, those parts of us, are still very much alive in other peoples’ lives and memories.
— Jonathan Carroll
— Jonathan Carroll
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When they were together, it touched him that she so frequently used and wrote the word “forever” when referring to their relationship. It was only after it had ended did he realize her definition of the word meant “right now” as opposed to, well, forever.
— Jonathan Carroll
— Jonathan Carroll
(Source: facebook.com)
