Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
Mitch AlbomA memoir should have some uplifting quality, inspiring or illuminating, and that's what separates a life story that can influence other people.
Mitch AlbomNo, Edward. You are here so I can teach you something. All the people you meet here have one thing to teach you.
Mitch AlbomBy now, the morning sun was just over the horizon and it came at me like a sidearm pitch between the houses of my old neighborhood. I shielded my eyes. This being early October, there were already piles of leaves pushed against the curbโmore leaves than I remembered from my autumns hereโandless open space in the sky. I think what you notice most when you havenโt been home in a while is how much the trees have grown around your memories.
Mitch Albom