Excerpts from the book:
• I remember the mud fight in the front yard with my brother, the first time I lost a tooth, my first crush, the way I cried when my best friend moved away. I remember ice cream with Dad and cooking lessons with Mom, my favorite climbing tree, the loss of my first pet, the first night I didn’t call for Dad after a nightmare-so many days, so many emotions, so many memories. Memories are the building blocks of our personalities. Remembering where we’ve been is a big part of knowing where we’re headed. They are the weathering that has etched our souls and character into the uniqueness of our person.