Because I did a sad “memory” story yesterday Adrian told me I should really do a happy one too. Especially since I have now PASSED THE 300 STORY MARK GUYS! (not that I’m excited or anything)
So, I’ve taken inspiration from another thing I learnt from the memory episode of radiolab about a man with amnesia who couldn’t recognise his wifes face if she walked by, but still recognises her by her embrace.
Her face is not important
I’m can’t imagine it ever was
It was her warmth
Her mind
Her care
That was important
Most people think the important things are
Noses
Lips
Eyes
But I’ve found what’s real
When I think of her
It’s better than a face
It’s a feeling
Her meaning
That’s what survives
freyawrightbrough 