Oh my gosh! Its been a few days since I had a post.
I have been writing furiously in my many notebooks in long hand. I am writing a memoir of sorts of my life. I have been inundated with memories that I thought were buried so deep in my sub-conscious that they would never surface.
Oh, but surface they have!! I have always said to myself, (yes, I talk to myself and I am quite fascinating) I said, “self why do you not remember your childhood memories? I have had a few, but they are mostly memories achieved through pictures or old 8 millimeter movies ( ya. I am that old but we will side-step that point with denial)... bits and pieces. Moving pictures without sound……. my sister dancing the twist with a small little sister (me) dancing beside her mimicking every move in hopes to be just like her. I was kinda’ cute! The admiration I have of my sister is so painfully evident even when I was 2 years old!
As I have been writing my so-called memoir, the memories have been bubbling to the surface like a small hot spring.
The steam of the memories rising. Maybe I remember more than I thought. I have many memories of my rebellious teen years…. I had an opinion and I was not afraid to express it causing many heated debates with my equally opinionated mother! The memories before are blurred and distorted.
Almost like an old black and white television that produces a picture in between static and white noise. I am struggling with the flimsy antenna trying to get the picture back into focus.
I think I will spend some time today…. watching those blurred images that have been now transferred on a DVD and get my notebooks out…..and see where it leads me~~!! To be continued.