I recieved in the mail the other day, a card from an ole friend. She sent me photos of Jeff an I, that was taken YEARS ago. I didn't really even remember that Halloween until I saw the photos. Even after I saw the photo, I couldn't remember what year it was, or what we were doing. That is a hard thing for me to accept as I have gotten older. I have always heard OLDER people ( that means anyone over 40 at the time, and of course I was only in my 20's ) say that your memory gets worse as you get older. Back then, I just couldn't imagine forgetting some of the really neat things in my life, after all I could still remember some things when I was a child. Still they were right ( like they usually are because they are so wise ), these photos proved it.
It made me sad, because some times I hear the kids talk about something that happened when they were little, and I don't remember it at all. I am trying on my blog to remember as much as I can and try to express what those experiences have meant to me, I hope that helps the next generation to know Nana, or Aunt Lynn better.
Then I thought the same is probably true for other situations. There were probably things that I did or said years ago that might have offended someone, and they completely remember every detail ...and I probably don't remember it at all. I guess that is why we hold grudges for years, because even though it happened many years ago...the pain and wound is still open and hurting to us. Actually I totally understand that when it someone who had hurt me badly. The point I guess is... we should let it go, especially if the other person has completely forgotten about it, or didn't even realize they did it. We are the one who are carrying around the baggage... not them!
I hope it is also true for the good things you have done. Even if you don't remember them, I hope that others do, and will always remembered that you cared. I think that is why we like photos so much, they help jog our memories. Still there are some special days that I have never forgotten, the day Jeff and got engaged. Our wedding, the kid's births and on and on. I pray those memories won't be taken away from me, but I will at least write down as much as I can so... if I do, my great great grandkids will know of my love for them and for my family.
For now, I wake up every day...grateful to be here, and pray that I will be able to make some more memories! Good night dear friends!