Never shall I forget the moment I heard my first little sister's cry through the hospital door. I jumped up and down, yelling, "My baby's here! My baby's here!"
Never shall I forget the cross-country road trip that took us to our new home in Vermont, when my loves of traveling and Ben & Jerry's ice cream were born.
Never shall I forget the look on Melissa's face when she and Mom told me that Mom had cancer.
Never shall I forget the day I opened my mission call and saw the words, "Spain Barcelona." Little did I know how that moment would change me and create this place in my heart for a country, a culture, and a people halfway across the world.
Never shall I forget the odd mixture of smells that characterize the streets of Spain: one moment cigarette smoke, the next freshly baked bread, the next a large pile of garbage. Somehow the smells of cigarette smoke and cooking olive oil always manage to transport me back to Spain.
Never shall I forget that first semester at BYU - so lonely, so overwhelmed. And of course I can't forget the rest of the semesters, either: the late nights, the roommates, the last-minute papers, the friends.
Never shall I forget the first time a student called me "Miss Brown" and I realized it really does have a special ring to it.
So many good memories...isn't it amazing how much memory affects us? I can't imagine what I would do without memories. What's something you will never forget?