The heart remembers everything it loved and gave away,
everything it lost and found again, and everyone
it loved, the heart cannot forget.
—What the Heart Cannot Forget, by Joyce Sutphen

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It was one of those magical days that nearly wasn’t. Something triggered the oncoming migraine. Maybe a change in barometric pressure. An almost balmy March day. The light hurt my eyes and finally I stopped trying so hard and let them close shut. I took the medicine. He drove me along country roads as I prayed for the pain to lift. When I finally opened my eyes again, the world was soft with diffuse light. And the wonder of it all. The heart cannot forget.