Why We Fold - November 10
All the things that we love, that we hate; what would it be like without them? What would life be like?
Sit back and think about the things that we have now that some don't. I had what I think was a good life growing up but right now I'm in college on a college budget sitting in a cramped dorm room. To my left is my rig, in front is my keyboard with a tempermental delete key. To my right is a picture that reminds me why I fold.
That picture is of my father's side of the family, those memories somehow sealed in a piece of paper. Everyone is smiling there, but I can't take another picture with three of those people anymore.
About 12 years ago, my grandmother passed on. 8 years after that, an uncle passes and a year ago, my great-grandmother left.
This is a reason why I fold: so other families along with the rest of mine can hopefully have an extra day to make one more memory to seal in one more piece of paper that hopefully lives forever.
To Great-Grandma U, Grandma K and Uncle D:
Thank you for the memories,
Adam