Don’t Stop Breathing – Random Reminiscence

Every now and then I just stop and stare at people or animals on the farm. My sister’s kids, my sister, the goats and rabbits and the dogs and cats.

To make sure they’re still breathing.

This is something that I’ve been doing all my life and I don’t think it’s something that I’m ever going to stop doing.

I don’t know why I do it, it’s just something I’ve done for as long as I can remember (which, granted, doesn’t mean as much for most people.) But it is one o the few memories that I actually retain from Before the memory blanks started happening.

I just want to make sure that they are still alive.