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#JusJoJan 2018, the 5th – Memories


It seems to me that memories are like family recipes. They might be passed down religiously, but in time they morph into what fits, depending on the recollections–or the ingredients–at hand.

To me, the saddest thing in life is that our memories of loved ones, of relatives who have passed on, fade. Perhaps that’s what makes them so precious.

Shibuya, Tokyo, December 2015


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Author: LindaGHill

There's a writer in here, clawing her way out.

4 thoughts on “#JusJoJan 2018, the 5th – Memories

  1. You are right and I love the comparison.

    That is why my brother and I have named our podcast Ketchup On Pancakes, in honour of our oma who used to make that for us. Sure, the memories may start to fade a little, but that is a recipe we’re never going to lose the memory of, even if none of us can make them exactly as she once did. At least we carry on the name in the name of our creation now, art and creativity in word and sound, instead of an old family dish.


  2. I agree, Linda. Sadly the memories of our lost ones do fade no matter how hard we try to cling on to them.


  3. Memories, like fine gossima threads hold connections to the past. 💜


  4. They fade… you’re right… and you tend to remember the good clearer than the bad…


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