My Trick To Counter the Fear of Forgetting (in a Moment I Want to Remember)

There are 16 years between me and my youngest sibling. When Justy was a wee babe, likely 6 months ish, I remember looking at him and feeling incredibly sad that he would only be 2 when I left home. I helped raise this little human so it felt like I was leaving my own child in a way which was sort of heartbreaking.

I was afraid of forgetting all the cute things he did as a baby. So I developed a way of taking a heart memory. Anytime he did something cute I would pretend to take a picture. My pointer finger would “press” the button and I would say “pshh” out loud.

Doing this allowed me to feel satisfied and comforted that even if my memory didn’t remember, somehow my heart would.

I do it still to this day with all kinds of things. And now my kids do it too. It takes the fear out of forgetting and keeps my heart in the magic of the moment.