{"id":1613,"date":"2017-11-02T12:39:14","date_gmt":"2017-11-02T17:39:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/?p=1613"},"modified":"2017-11-02T12:42:07","modified_gmt":"2017-11-02T17:42:07","slug":"dreams-come-and-go-but-memories-last","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/2017\/11\/02\/dreams-come-and-go-but-memories-last\/","title":{"rendered":"Dreams Come and Go but Memories Last"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-1614\" src=\"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/hold-onto-the-memories-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/hold-onto-the-memories-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/hold-onto-the-memories-80x60.jpg 80w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/hold-onto-the-memories.jpg 480w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/strong><\/p>\n<h6><strong>\u00a0<\/strong>Stack upon stack\u2026are things we\u2019ve said and done<\/h6>\n<h6>And as we age and go along\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>We see pictures of places and people and songs\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Wandering sometimes if we\u2019ll ever belong\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Words and holidays and fragrances we embrace\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Traditions we keep are like tracks that we trace\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Hard times and good times with family and friends\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>We continue to hope, that time will never end\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>The spinning clock, it never stops\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Even if the hands get blocked\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Then one day we find\u2026we\u2019ve become old and displaced\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>We sit in our recliners; reminisce of all those things\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Filled with sadness our memories bring\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Children grown and parents gone\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Soon we too, will take the long road home\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>But until that day when life slips away\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>We\u2019ll have our memories where we laughed and played\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>As silly giggles, fill the air\u2026we dance and run and sing without a care\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Baseball and football and school days we share\u2026dress up and make up and doing our hair<\/h6>\n<h6>Hop scotch and dodge ball\u2026Fall in the air\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Waiting for Santa Clause to bring toys everywhere\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Stories told by mom and dad\u2026if only we could bring them back, we\u2019d be so glad\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>It doesn\u2019t work like that\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Enjoy your life, let go of regret\u2026memories are wonderful and we\u2019re not dead yet\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Life is forever and the memories we keep, are precious and sweet, and we\u2019ll never forget!<\/h6>\n<h6>Memories last, so let go of regret!<\/h6>\n<h6>~M.S. O\u2019Neill November 2, 2017<\/h6>\n<h6><em><strong>Isaiah 46:9 KJV<\/strong> &#8211; Remember the former things of old: for I [am] God, and [there is] none else; [I am] God, and [there is] none like me,<\/em><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6><em><strong>Proverbs 10:7 KJV<\/strong> &#8211; The memory of the just [is] blessed: but the name of the wicked shall rot.<\/em><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0Stack upon stack\u2026are things we\u2019ve said and done And as we age and go along\u2026 We see pictures of places and people and songs\u2026 Wandering sometimes if we\u2019ll ever belong\u2026 Words and holidays and fragrances we embrace\u2026 Traditions we keep are like tracks that we trace\u2026 Hard times and good times with family and friends\u2026&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1613","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8aPxH-q1","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1613","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1613"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1613\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1616,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1613\/revisions\/1616"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1613"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1613"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1613"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}