Well, I have a vivid memory of lots of things. I would say most of them are negative, probably growing up here in the US where newspapers, television, and people in general are negative it tends to rub off on one. I do however have happy memories. Choosing one that is really unforgettable would be easy, but choosing my favorite memory thus far in my life is on the other hand very difficult. My imagination also tends to fill in gaps of things I am unsure about, and those false memories really stick out.
Examples:
Meeting my wife for me was an interesting conversation on July 5th, 2003 online, followed by phone and then meeting in person at the mall so we both had a way out if we needed it after I found her on Match.com. For her it was the same up to the mall, where we actually met at a Foodlion parking lot and drove to the mall together. I would figure in case we didn't get along we would both want a way out, but apparently not. She has never had an un-sober day in her life, so I trust her memory over mine. Also odd that she never signed up for Match.com yet was an active member. Friends playing a prank I suppose, but it was meant to be.
Our wedding in the Pumpkin Patch at my church we both have the same memories, as well as the honeymoon in Maui. Rain, Rain, and more Rain! (it was still fun, other than the flying)
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Other things in my life that seem very vivid which may or may not be true because of the long lapse of time and the forces that have acted on my mind since they happened are very different, mostly bad.
Examples:
Starting a fire with a friend on accident after sword fighting with sticks we lit on fire with gas...
Burning a crow design into my driveway after watching The Crow 2 at the movies with gas...
Blowing up and melting many action figures
Stabbing someone in the leg with a pencil
Knocking someone out at fifth grade graduation
Using a word I will never use again after kicking someone in 9th grade, followed by getting beat up
Everyone I have ever dated in my life (from 2nd grade to now)
etc...
However my most vivid memory that I know is true after all this remains finding my father lying on the floor deceased after a day of work and having to call all my family members after 911 and trying to stay cool through the whole thing. I was the rock in the family, but I still am not sure if I have mourned after five years, or if my way of mourning was and has been somehow Incorporated into my life since then. It's a very tough call.
Please remember that as my profile part says, I am the happiest person I think I could possibly be, things don't get to me and I am stronger because of everything that has happened. I wish this had lent itself to a poem, but this for me is a very serious topic and I refuse to belittle it with anything but prose.
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