It's your choice how you choose to remember it

A recent phone call with a family friend brought up all kinds of memories. We laughed the hardest when we reminisced about the day we got drenched by a heavy down pour. She reminded me that if I hadn't forgot where my car was parked we would have got only a little wet not drenched. We laughed so hard at the fun we had stomping in the puddles since we were drenched anyways. From one end of the parking lot to a football field away at the garden center entrance. Now we could have been frustrated and forgotten about it over all these years but instead we cherish that memory more than any other one we shared. It really is all in how you choose to remember it.