My dad passed a year ago. It was a difficult phase and year in my life.

Every time I think of him, I think of the time we spent together, the time he took to go watch my brother and myself play soccer.

But this helped me realize our memories are not in our things, our memories are in us.

I hope this will help you to collect more moments and memories, not things.

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