I’ve always loved sending and receiving letters. I’ve even been known to shed a few tears when reading one, recently however a letter left me sobbing. Ugly tears. Puffy eyes, wet nose, tears. Maybe I need to get out more. But maybe it’s because I’m trying to notice things. Appreciate them. I’m trying to remember the days of my life and learn how to make each and every one count. How do you remember your life? I’ve always been interested in the idea of documenting our lives and treasuring our memories through stories, somehow though I can’t help but think…