I love it when family come to visit, especially when it's my brother. Suddenly all the months you've been away from each other disappear and it's like you're back at home as kids again.
As you grow up your brain creates a bank of memories, adding to it after every board game played, trip to the beach and special birthday. You don't even realise it's happening really, not until your little brother is coming home for the weekend and your brain starts to run through all the fun times, and all the funny little moments it has stored.
I don't feel I have a lot of memories as a child but the ones I do have are special. It's easy to get nostalgic and reminiscent of the old days, but it's also good to live in the here and now and remember that we are making new memories every time we see each other again to treasure for years to come.
The Diary of Emm 