Memories are amazing things. They mold you into you the person you are and will become. I still find it amazing on what the mind remembers. Or should I say what it allows us to remember. Your childhood is supposed to be filled with joy. I would love to say that us what mine was. I use to say that it was filled with joy. Why because that is the memories I remember. But lately the things that I remember are not happy. If my childhood was a movie it would be aired on lifetime. Those that know me don’t really know me. I have chosen even when I remember to quickly forget. Yes all the experiences have made me, me but I don’t want to categorized by what I have experienced.
Many say that I had a hard childhood. They say that based on my mom raised me as a single mom. I didn’t know my dad growing up. That I was graduated high school as single mom and as an orphan. When you read that it doesn’t sound all that pleasant. If only that was the worst of it. Those are the things I chosen to share. I love forgetting. It hides the emotions that I fear. I don’t want to coddle because of what I went through. I just hope that one day I can help someone going through something similar.
I am always amazed to know people that had a life similar to mine and aren't crazy, crack-heads...and it makes me happy.
ReplyDeleteI remembered reading this today that we both share importance in November 10th. Is it sometimes hard for you this time of year?
ReplyDeleteThere are days that I get down on myself for often reasons unknown or unwarranted, and then I remember people like you, who remind me how good I had it and though it was far from perfect, I have no room to complain.
You really do inspire me in many ways, because of the past that made you the person you are today. You helped to make me who I am today, and I could probably use you around more often!
Hang in there and if you need to talk let me know, I will call on one of my drives. Hugs.