Memories are everything. I don’t think I appreciated the memories of the good times I’ve had with my loved ones as much as I do today. They’re everything to me. When I think about it, I just want to re-live those moments. Sometimes, I’m lying in bed, dead tired and ready to pass out, when suddenly I burst out laughing. And I mean laughing my ass off (alone) as if I were there again. I know; it makes me sound like a crazy woman. But I’m having a lot of flashbacks as of lately—makes me wonder if life is trying to tell me something—and if there’s ever any doubt from…