I'm Alive - I Don't Need A Witness

I'm pretty certain I haven't experienced an actual dull moment as of late.  To be honest, there hasn't been a dull moment in the past seven months.  Even on the slow days, nothing is dull.  I'm going to attribute some of this to the man who jumps over fire: Robert.

I've known him for about seven months now, and it's been interesting to say the least.  Interesting and enjoyable.  I tend to get messages like, or things such as this happen:

• "I rammed into a tree on a mountain bike trail and flew off my bike.  No broken bones.  Head hurts a little."
• Tour de Paris
• Undy 5000
• 4:00 am trip to the airport
• Multiple U-Turns in Dallas on multiple occasions
• "I bought three pounds of chia seeds."
• Lots of live music and tacos.
• Rogan Josh - Namaste
• Sitting out back in chairs on Labor Day staring at the massive dog
• Tasty lemon meringue pies with terrible meringue
• High-fives at the park
• "176"  It's 7:15 in the morning Robert...
• And many other things that have spanned over the past few months.

Then last night we had a nice fender-bender on our way to spin class.  Robert drives a very durable cardboard box.  Fortunately, everyone involved is OK.  Unfortunately, the cardboard box needs some work.  We can't complain about anything - life is good.

I say all of this because:

1. Robert was cool as a cucumber when it came to that car accident.  I would have been cussing like a sailor and freaking out.
2. I look forward to all of these things - besides him ramming into a tree or us getting into an accident.

I say all of this because I think we tend to over-look all the details we experience with the people in our lives.  Whether it's your husband or wife, boyfriend or girlfriend, friends or acquaintances - do you remember the random details?

I'm reflecting on Robert because of yesterday and that was pretty random.  Not everyone has a short-term memory and not everyone has a long-term memory, but we all have the ability to store things in our minds.

I have the memory of an elephant.  I remember everything from chasing Christopher around the house when I was three to the dates that people get haircuts.  I have a selective memory.  I remember the minor details and conversations had with those that I want.

It's important for us to remember things.  Even the things that don't benefit us, make us happy, or have significant value - it's important to remember.  Until the day I have Alzheimer's and keep walking back and forth between the Starbucks across from a Starbucks because I don't recall just drinking Starbucks, I will remember certain things.  Even when I'm older, I hope I still remember:

• Spinning circles in Blair's front yard
• Convincing little kids at Kristen & Lauren's church I'm a Disney princess
• Getting ice cream with my dad on a Sunday during football season because he knew I felt left out from the boys
• Robert fooling me to believe there is a different license plate for the front and back of my car.
• Randi racing my car in high school - on foot
• Downtown Houston costume party my freshman year at Sam Houston with Kristen
• Making snow angels in Melody's front yard
• Driving all the way to Dallas with Chase just to eat at the Cheesecake Factory
• Singing "It Is Well" and crying with Dara - in a Sonic drive-thru

That is about .0001% of the things I wish to remember.  All of those things are so simple and really don't have much significance at all, but they are memories.

So instead of being thankful for what you have and what you see, think back and be thankful for what you have had to get you here.  Be thankful for all of the details and experiences with people that made you want to continue on a path with them.

If Robert reads this, I apologize, I'm a blogger.  I write about people in my life.  Thanks for the time and memories thus far.

I also realize I titled this blog via Jack's Mannequin and just posted a Young the Giant video.  It's OK.  I can do that.  It's my blog.