- Jeff smiling and weeping profusely at the end of the aisle on our wedding day.
- A group of about eight people crowded around a long table in the camp dining hall at midnight, playing a vicious game of Rat Slap.
- Running around with Tabitha in a parking lot in the pouring rain during a hurricane.
- Slow dancing with Jeff next to a waterfall by Disneyland and sharing our first kiss.
- Reading High Fidelity aloud to Zoe and replacing the f-bombs with the word monkey our sophomore year of college.
- Hanging out at Denny's with my sister and our friends from camp and realizing that my sister and I were becoming - gasp - friends.
- Slamming down one perfect kill in volleyball my junior year of high school.
- Singing and dancing with a group of women in Tanzania.
- Mikkele randomly bringing over a cake, insisting that Jeff serve it, then crying laughing as we realized she'd baked in the clock.
- Gazing into Eiley's eyes the minute she was born, while trying not to look at all her gooey yuckiness.
- My parents surprising my sister and I with a night at the Disneyland Hotel when we were very young.
- Eating chicken nuggets and swimming all day when my Grandma would housesit for her friends each summer.
- Watching Derek Fisher sink a game winning 3 pointer with .4 seconds on the clock. I realize this didn't happen to me, but the amount of joy I felt watching that at Lamppost Pizza amongst a bunch of sports bar dudes was immense.
- Dancing the night away with Jeff at his senior year theatre banquet, aware that we were lanky and silly and not caring a whit.
- Tiffany and I playing with a cheap little toy after kid's church one evening and finding it hilarious to yell at it.
- Making Eiley belly laugh.
- Hearing the distinctive thunk of an arrow hitting the target on the archery range at camp.
- Reverse trick-or-treating with Chad, Mikkele, and Jenna. Specifically, shouting "HALLOWEEN HAPPINESS!" in a terrible old lady voice.
- My eighth grade Algebra teacher telling me to pack up my bag and go to the office because my parents were there to take me to Disneyland and the subsequent writhing jealousy that emanated from my classmates.
- And, of course, this:
My mom mentioned that it probably wouldn't all be happy memories flooding into one's brain. I agree, but I hope we're wrong.
What would you see?
