A trip down memory lane...
A trip down memory lane...
I spent this morning, on my day off, looking back at a different time. I opened an old box of photos I have not seen in many years. Pretty much since 2005 when I drank and drugged so much that I could not see anything.
It was like time stood still…. From that year until 2012 I have nothing to remember it by. No happy times. No parties. No birthdays. No joy.
I realize, while I had a rough start in life, I made a full life for myself. That’s pretty cool.
I saw baby pics… times in my first apartment…. Times when my partner and I were new… my 30th birthday….so many happy moments.
Blended in were reminders of friends lost…. Of myself as a person with hope and vigor.
I see my life like a watercolor painting where the colors of the people, places and events blend into one another. Trying to remove or forget any of them would ultimately only carry with it something of another or leave behind traces of that which brought pain.
It’s best to leave all the colors where they lay and stand back to enjoy the abstract.
It was like time stood still…. From that year until 2012 I have nothing to remember it by. No happy times. No parties. No birthdays. No joy.
I realize, while I had a rough start in life, I made a full life for myself. That’s pretty cool.
I saw baby pics… times in my first apartment…. Times when my partner and I were new… my 30th birthday….so many happy moments.
Blended in were reminders of friends lost…. Of myself as a person with hope and vigor.
I see my life like a watercolor painting where the colors of the people, places and events blend into one another. Trying to remove or forget any of them would ultimately only carry with it something of another or leave behind traces of that which brought pain.
It’s best to leave all the colors where they lay and stand back to enjoy the abstract.
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