She Spent Her Life Collecting Memories instead of Things

That's what people say when they reach the end of their time and they don't have any material possessions.

I have to say that in my case I made a conscious choice to create memories at a young age.  I grew up in a home where we wanted for nothing....nothing material that is.  But I realized at a young age that something was missing in our home.  I didn't quite know what it was until I left home though. 

You can't miss what you never had.

We were missing a closeness in our family that most families have.  A sense of belonging and knowing that no matter what somebody had your back.  We were missing unconditional love.  Love in our household was meted out just like money.  The more you accomplished the more you got.

Then I left home and met Bobby Jeffrey.  He showed me that there were people that could love you no matter what you did...good or bad...you would still be loved.  For most of our marriage we didn't have a lot of money, but we didn't let that stop us.  We used to bask in the glory of each other no matter where we were or what we were doing.

Then there came a time when we were making plenty of money.  We still made a conscious effort to make memories.  Some of the most fun times we had were when we would dress up in our craziest tourist attire when we lived in Florida.  We would play our West Virginia Twang to the hilt and spend the day at some tourist trap having a wonderous time.  Not only did we have fun but the people around us did and there was many a time that employees would go the extra mile for "those crazy hillbillies" because we were obviously enjoying ourselves so much.

Now I'm a little older.  I'm not old exactly but I am in poor health.  I can't go places and I can't do things but what I can do is relive the fun times...and sometimes the not so fun times because I lived a life that was full.  People wonder how I keep from getting bored now.  It's easy. 

I'm a dreamer...always have been...always will be.

One of the first things I realized when my health took a turn for the worst.  I had all this "stuff" laying around and I knew without a doubt that nobody would want most of it.  None of it mattered because...

"you can't take it with you."