They say that elephants never forget, but the time may come within this generation that elephants are only a memory.
What would you particularly like to preserve in memory for those who have yet to be born?
One of the hard parts of being an adult is that you don’t get to have that lovely experience of being carried, safe in the arms of someone who loves you. And yet those who have loved us continue to carry us forward, even if they are no longer physically with us.
Whose memory carries you, wrapped in love?