I was talking to a friend the other day and she said, “we all have our moments”.  Wow, I thought, this is the story of my life. In the end moments are all you remember anyway.  You don’t remember normal days at work, but you do remember the ones where you sat and giggled all day long  talking about off the wall subjects, like a bear's poop during hibernation.  Likewise you never remember the whole drive on a road trip but you’ll never forget when your friend fell asleep at the wheel doing 80 and you ended up plowing through a ditch, or burning out of a subway parking lot with your best friends.  Moments aren’t always positive, jail, hospitals, being stuck in the middle of nowhere, but they all help shape our lives and make us into the people we are.