I am only hours away from my annual sojourn through my Memory Box, my hidden stash of memorabilia which accumulates during the year.
The sole purpose of my Memory Box is to help me capture the highlights of my year so I don’t spend the evening wishing–
–that I were more organized.
–or any number of things I think about if I allow my mind to dwell in insecurity rather than accomplishment.
It’s human nature, I guess, to think about what’s wrong, instead of what’s right. But before I let the box tell me what went right for me this year, I have a few thoughts of my own.
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