When life detaches to memories

Remember being a child? Remember how good it felt to be out of responsibilities, serious trouble and worries? Remember when nothing but your imaginary life seemed to count? Each time I remember these good old days, I can't help wishing for the opportunity to live these days again, though now is the important, wise but crazy life.

Why I remembered childhood phase especially these days is because I found out that we're entering a similar phase: a phase where we're supposed to give up (for a short time) what used to be our everyday life and turn to a bigger, newer and more important part of our life journey. It's another phase where we get to notice events and regularities fade away in pictures of memories. As much as it hurts for a while, as much as it takes some time and passes away, giving us the chance to concentrate on the next stage of our life chain.

Even though we're going away, leaving places we used to hang on, saying goodbye to people who were definitely included in our lives, we can still profit from such a phase and make the best of everything. Leaving one's place doesn't necessarily mean missing one's precious memories and friends. If we could manage to keep in touch with the good friends we gained throughout the years, then it's the best gift we're giving to ourselves. Every adult I know keeps telling me that the best time in his life was either at school or at university, and that his school and college friends are still his 'life companions' since then.

That's what I am -and hope we all are- trying to do the last few remaining days. I know and admit there are these people one can never get along with (for whatever a reason), but we all have to try to hold on to the friends we have and avoid every single possibility of losing them. Because if our school friends are the ones we can never find anywhere else, then it is our duty to stick to this friendship bond and never let anything or anyone do us apart.

Matter of fact, without school or teenage memories one can never go on with one's life. They are there for us, reminding us how weak we were one day, but how we struggled and proved to be strong once again. So, guys, stick to your memories and never let them go, because if you lost your memories, then you're pretty much losing an essential part of your identity and your life.