I've been thinking for a while that I'd like to start writing down anecdotes from my life. I love my children, and they, in turn, love stories. Our memories seem to be built around events. If I get in the right frame of mind, I can journey through the past and recall many stories from my youth and life to this point. I have kept journals, it is true; I am glad for that. But, I think, when told in retrospect, life can be interesting and entertaining, and perhaps even instructive.
I don't know if I will write or share everything I can remember. Some of my memories are dark. What's the use of sharing those? I think I would much rather focus on the good things of life, the happy experiences, and the experiences that have helped me become who I am today.
So, without further ado, sit back, relax, and enjoy. . . . Episodes from the life of Bryce
