15 vs 4

That picture below is about to be 15 years old. I know some of you didn't see that picture before 4 years ago, when my companion in the photo, Football Nerd left this world for New Life. Facebook has a feature, "On This Day" to remind users of past posts. I don't think I'll ever need FB to remind me of this time, 4 years ago. 4 years ago, grief instantly ensconced me like a new skin. It feels good to not wake up to yourself crying this time of the year. It feels good not write grief poetry all the time. It feels good to think of good memories first.

I saw that photo today and I first thought was that my Bachelor's degree is going to be 15 years old in August. I don't care what anyone else will call it. I call that a victory.

So yeah, I pick 15. A photo of a young lady who had just received her Bachelor's degree in Family Consumer Science with an emphasis in Food & Nutrition. She standing with a man she "used to date", as they figure out how to be "just friends". They will form their own definition years later.  It was his graduation gown she had on because her robe was too short for her graduation sundress. So, he loaned her his. She returned it to him, an hour later at Cheddar's during lunch. She still has her gown, hanging on a door in her home. And she will always wonder why that little girl has a scowl on her face. It was a happy day. She needed to smile if she was going to in the picture.

Good memories versus Bad Memories, of course, choose the Good. Especially since you get a choice. I choose to be blessed that knew a man blog named Football Nerd. It's the best choice.

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