faded memory

I have a memory from when I was around four years old when I lived in Nashwauk, Minnesota. My parents would take me and my sister ice skating.  My dad wanted me to play hockey, but I was still to young to understand working or practicing to acheive goals.  I would push a chair around an ice rink like many young skaters.  I would cry and cry because my legs hurt so much.  Then after I completed my laps my sister would wipe off my tears and push me on the chair.  I just loved my sister pushing me on that chair.  It is one of few memories burned into my memory from when I was young.  I wish life could be as simple as it was when I was young.

To be or not to be

I missed the blogg where I am supposed to write about a quote.  I chose a quote by William Shakespeare because I think his influence on society has been faded. "To be or not to be?" What a question for fate?  WHat is the difference is something is or isn't? If you are the subject of the variable than I guess it matters quite a b it doesn't it. Another way to say it is do you exist or don't you?