I want things to look nice and sound lovely, so I don’t write them down or scrapbook. Usually when I think about journaling, it drums up emotions of guilt and trepidation. What I’ve discovered is that it’s important for me to write things down, in any form, so that I don’t forget the important little moments that string together to make up a life. Someday my bookshelves will be lined with perfectly bound books of aesthetically pleasing memories. Someday I’ll write beautiful words about when my children learned to walk or what their favorite toy was or what their temperaments were. However, they sit on my computer, waiting for a pretty book to be put in or even just to find the time to send them off to be printed.
I take lots of pictures, so I have a lot of opportunities to reflect on them. What were their concerns, hopes and dreams? What were mine? Was anything bothering them? What seemingly mundane tasks were we doing? I wish I could remember all of these things, but I can’t. I often find myself looking back at pictures of my children and wondering what we talked about that day. I have learned to turn them into mystics of magic… for their unpredicted, unwelcomed, unwanted storylines – that they have forced upon me and successfully made the strongest character of.We always tell ourselves, “I’ll never forget this moment.” But memories are fragile and time is fleeting. For they have taught me the greatest lessons of all. So, although some wish their memories to be forgotten… I wish to never forget mine. I sure as hell do not welcome any further heartache, but I sure as hell know that with the power I now have through true life experiences – I can take on anything. Life without hard times would not be life at all.Īll the negativity I have ever had, has given me such an enormous sense of livelihood. They may only fix your view on the world for some time.īut often, it is only something so sweet and short that you need to regain humanity. To feel utterly grateful for what you have/have had. These are the experiences that help you to regain your strength. These are connections that spur you on during negative times. Your siblings who remind you of the crazy child you once were. The homeless person who so gratefully accepts your donation of a huge chocolate chip cookie.
The partner who says, “I believe in you”. The friends who become delivery girls to make sure you’re getting your 5-a-day. The inspiring quote you see on Instagram. The pat on the back from a very masculine man at work who says, “come on girl”. The smile shared with an innocent silly child.
Cherish beautiful memories free#
The view in front of me turned from doom and gloom to a bright blue sky filled with chirping free flying birds – with just one connection. Many times, when I have come to moments where I have felt both mentally and physically drained, something incredible has happened. Now, if you don’t realize that alone is magnificent, then my dear virtual friend you are far too hard on yourself. Perhaps, you are still going through a time and it is not yet a memory. Hell, they probably make you want to punch somebody in the face.īut, don’t you see? Don’t you see, that although you went through a living nightmare – you have come to the end? They may make you want to never feel another thing.
For you have overcome the hellish time that often obstructs your mind. Hold me accountable and scream at me through the screen you are reading if it really goes deep…Īssuming you have done just what I asked, please now breathe… become calm again. Let yourself be uncomfortable for just a few minutes. So, as we are talking memories, I’d like to ask you to do something.Ĭlose your eyes… imagine a time you just so truly wish to forget, but can’t. Though, because I have… in many different unimaginable ways, I have really found the importance of holding onto both good and bad memories. Why would we want to hold onto them? A question I would ask many people if I had never experienced heartbreak in any form. Perhaps this is because pain and sorrow are frightful emotions. These are probably the memories most wish to forget. Whilst, others remind of us of how our souls felt as though they’d been ripped in two. Some are ones that fill our souls with the greatest happiness. We cherish them for thousands of reasons. I believe that I speak for everyone in saying that we all have memories we never want to forget. With such grace yet absolute manipulation, the key is entered, twisted and the album unlocks. A single noise, smell or image – all seem to hold a special key to this album. Whether I want to remove it from the shelf or not is a choice I rarely have. It is as though a mental visionary photo album stores itself upon the bookshelf within my mind. Though young, I astonish myself so often. There are many times when I sit alone reflecting on the life I have lived.
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