The Box

Recently, I stumbled upon a quote from a book that really struck me at the time. It still holds meaning for me now, but in a different way. Last summer, while reading it, I was closing some doors in my life/heart that were probably open for too long.

"Its hard to give up a memory. No matter what comes after, its impossible to forget a small moment of happiness, to admit that it was a fluke, and isolated moment in time with no chance- because our lives are not circular or reeling around again."
Best Friends by Martha Moody