Our Soul is like ‘mixed memories’ soup. It is so wonderful!   It holds even the smallest imprint of time we shared with so many of them. Life is made of these tiny precious memories of our parents, grand parents, things they shard with us, home, town, we lived in, school near by we used to go every day, teachers,streets, friends, neighbors and so many. Each one of them has made it tastier!
It is true that you should not dwell in past. But the secret is stir it occasionally and enjoy its flavor! trust me that is very refreshing!!