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If I could bottle up a memory and open it whenever I wanted, I would bottle up the memory of my mom marrying my dad. My mother has went through a lot to find the man of her dreams, and she has put me through a lot finding him, but when she did find him, he was the best dad I could ask for. He always makes me laugh and smile, and it makes me even more happy when I see him make my mom happy. I would open this memory every time I felt sad or lonely to reassure myself that I'm not alone because I would always have my lovely mom and dad. If I was really sad, I would grab the bottle holding this memory and pull the cork out. The memory would engulf me in a vast amount of happiness. The smell of the food my grandma cooked would peak my senses, and I would automatically remember the words my mother said to my father, "I do." I would realize that even if I'm sad, I will always have a mom and a wonderful father to brighten up my day.
