At the beginning of the year, I wrote that I was going to write a happy memory each day and put them all in a jar.
If I am being honest, I did not really think I would stick to it, but I have. I have barely missed a day, and have even taken squares of paper when I have been away from home so I can still write down a memory each day.
Sometimes it’s bloody hard to find something. Sometimes it’s really easy. There have been good days and bad days.
I filled up my first jar. Managed to cram in memories from January until June. I’ve bought another jar the same for the second half of the year. One jar is full of memories, another is empty – full of possibilities.