Memories in my mind

I lost my camera on the way from Tacna, Peru to San Pedro de Atacama, Chile. All my glorious pictures of the lovely creatures of the Galapagos Island and the best part of Peru were gone forever. I was so upset I couldn't stop crying for 2 days. 

And then my mother, from across mountains and oceans, from a thousand miles away, told me a thing of eternal wisdom: the best memories are not in a camera, they're in my mind.

You told me the other day in not so many words that I can never be loved. And yet, I was loved once. I loved once. These are memories etched in my mind forever. And this is something neither you, nor the rest of the world, can take away from me. 

Amma was right. She almost always is. The best memories are in my mind, safe and sound.