I remember being in a new place and feeling overwhelmed and homesick and lonely…
…I remember crying in bed because I didn’t know what else to do.
I remember being with you and feeling…so normal…so right.
I remember that locale that felt like a home away from home in a foreign place.
I remember feeling free…and exhilarated…and on top of the world, on top of life.
I remember how I couldn’t stop smiling, until I wasn’t–until tears were splattering down my face. Continue reading “I Remember… (Second Edition)”
This post is inspired by a similar post by Sabina over at Victim to Charm.
I was unbelievably struck by the poignancy of her words as she recounted memories of her own in short but beautiful snippets. I fell in love with the idea and wanted to try a hand at it myself. I soon realized that the seemingly simple action of writing down memories (which is, of course, not as simple as it sounds) is an excellent writing exercise.
I was amazed at the memories that came back to me when I really put my mind to it. I soon had pages and pages of notebook pages filled. I’m currently traveling right now, so this was not only an excellent writing exercise, but a pretty good way to pass the time in the car, too.
A memory is so much more than a moment in time. Some memories define a person and others are simply snippets of color on this canvas that is life…they combine to tell a unique and personal story. Here are some of mine, snippets Continue reading “I Remember…”