The Strange Nature of Time

Time is a strange thing. It can both draw out the most vivid moments from us and blur them, like rain washing away footprints in the sand. But I know that with it, we create memories. And these memories of our small joys, the moments experienced with it, stay in the heart forever. I will remember how he held my hand when I was scared. How we laughed, sitting in the kitchen, sipping tea. These moments are our fortress, our foundation. Time will pass, but the memory of it will always remain with us, as a piece of what we experienced together.