There is a box that lies in a corner of a room

in my house

in Yarmouth Maine

In that box lies all the letters I have ever received

all the birthday wishes and the secret confessions from my pen pal

there also lies all the misshapen tie dye shirts that came from a cabin bonding activity at camp

and lastly in this box lies news paper articles

they recap the epic wins and tragic losses of all the families sporty adventures

but that is not what I see when I look at this box

I look at this box and I see all the laughs and tears that these things have brought.

All these memories that will be captured in time forever.