As mothers, we are the Memory Makers. The Documenters. The Keepsake Keepers. The Sentimental Sallies.
We are the ones meticulously filing away absurdly large piles of school papers and artwork (or the ones tossing them in the recycling bin when our child isn’t looking!)
We fall into either extreme or somewhere in the middle, but regardless, it’s up to us, isn’t it?
We are so careful about preserving their childhood memories, but who’s keeping track of ours? As the mom in the story?