I've been reading my diary entries in my 1988 journal. What interests me most is whilst I'm quickly transported back to what life was like, I had forgotten so much of it. The me that I thought I was, isn't the me I was writing about back then, so I have remembered things differently from how they felt/were at the time. I know this is how memory works, we are selective and we take what is useful to us into the future. It's been valuable to me tho to read back and perhaps have a clearer picture of what it was like being a teenager. I also know that what I write about now, just as what I wrote then, is only a fragment of how life is, but it serves its purpose - like back then, to reduce the isolation and order my thoughts and feelings and help gain perspective.
My posting of Methodists being happy yesterday prompted a friend to share this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UCtz-uV_d6s&feature=youtu.be
and had us thinking we could maybe do an interfaith one in my nearby town? We all can be happy :D
I keep hearing the song everywhere - it's a great soundtrack to life so good to be hearing lots! This week is breastfeeding celebration week and with lots to celebrate, there is plenty of cake - yay! But also much to keep me busy...
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