Have you ever spent time simply remembering events in your life?
Today we traveled from NJ to near the NC border. As we traveled, I spent the time remembering the events our surroundings reminded me of.
- As we drove through the town my brother lived in when he died, I kept pushing out the thoughts of how he died (suicide) from my head. Determined to not let my past get me down, I kept focusing on the fun times we had as children instead. An obnoxious little sister, I used to jump into every puddle we passed as we walked to school together—and splash my brother. He just laughed and went to school wet from head to toe. Then I remembered how we used to catch frogs and snakes and spiders and put them into our lunch boxes on our way home from school. It was great fun to watch our older sibling open our lunch boxes and scream. Our older sibling feared our critter friends so much that she jumped straight up onto the kitchen table from the floor. Yes, my brother is dead, but we sure had lots of fun as kids.
- As we passed a cemetery, I thought of what I want more than anything else in the world–just one more hug from my Grandma. She gave the best hugs in the whole universe. Bu t instead of crying because I missed her, I thanked God for giving me such a wonderful and loving Grandma. Were it not for the love she gave me, I would not be the person I am today..
- At Cracker Barrel, my favorite restaurant, we stopped to eat dinner. Looking around at the old-fashioned decorations, I fondly remembered my Grandma’s home.. The wash board reminded me of how I used to help her with her laundry when her washer broke. The rocking chairs reminded me of the times I spent rocking in a rocking chair with her on her front porch, just talking and shucking corn or shelling peas (both fresh from her garden, of course). Enjoying my favorite meal that Grandma used to cook, chicken and dumplings, made me feel happy.
After dinner, we continued driving. My back became sore from sitting for so long. So I put the small pillow my north country friend made for me behind my back and leaned back in my seat, holding our dogs and just remembering the good feelings associated with the memories I had been recalling all day.
Yes, I have had a very hard life, but I am still a very fortunate and blessed person. I have many good memories to remind me that someone loved me on earth and now loves me from heaven.
Aren’t you very fortunate and blessed in spite of the challenges you have faced, too? Surely you have at least a few good memories to remind you that someone loves you.