Memory Hoarder

As summer draws to a close, as the sunny season has but days remaining, I am selfish. Planning daily outings with my children, I contemplate inviting friends to join. Then quickly dismiss the thought.


Turning activities into playdates is my norm. “Friends make things more fun,” I say. Encouraging social behavior in my children is a goal. But now, in the final moments of summer, I am hoarding memories, cherishing moments, and stockpiling hugs with my little trio.

Do I feel guilty about it? A little… but it’s worth it. This summer they’re 1-, 3-, and 5-years old. Next year will be entirely different.

I’m a memory hoarder and I’m ok with it.

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