"Memory: a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what a small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things"
Pierce Harris
What a beautiful weekend it has been. The weather has been perfect and it amazing how much lighter you feel just because you can get some sun on your body.
But this weekend has been about more, it has been about the past, the present and the future. Some things feel like they just happend yesterday, although it might have been many months ago or many years ago. Some things become forgotten and lost, and will only exsist in other peoples memories.
But people that you have loved will always be a part of your memories, no matter what happens. The treasue bank with the memories from the people you have loved are usually filled with good and bad memories, but most of the time it is only the good memories that get lifted up to touch your soul and make it feel safe. Sometimes it might be the memories with the people you have loved, that brings you comfort when you feel lonely or makes you laugh when you feel bored. The memories of them is the treasure bank that can give you energy when it cannot be found in the future or the present. The people you have loved in the past might be people you need to learn to live without in your present and future, but you would still mourn them terribly if they would die because the meaning of them in your life has not become any less.
Love lasts....it just takes different shapes.
I was on a concert on friday, with this (in my opinion) rising star! So I want to share her music with you. Take a moment and listen to her, and let me know what you think! :)
http://www.myspace.com/edithmusic
I read my whole blog yesterday, all the way from the first post about a need to write and not sure about fitting in.
The intention with my blog has changed quite a lot during time. First it was just a fun thing to do, then it became a tool to feel heard and now it is just a friend that I write to about the things happening in my life. I have become a bit more restrictive about what I write though, as my need to be heard has been fulfilled. I have been able to tell about my childhood, and I have been heard by people who has been in similar siuations. I did the griefrecovery workshoop where I felt I was allowed to let go of my mother, and since then I am not bitter any longer, instead I am able to remember the good things about my her, and the memories are no longer a stone in my shoe. I have moved the most "infected" posts to another place as I don´t feel comfortable about having them here.
There are still things I need to work on, and there always will be, and I guess that is the same for all humans, we keep growing all the time. But this blog will not be the forum for those thoughts. Nothing lasts forever, and they say that it is not the most intelligent ones or the thoughest ones that survives the evolution, it is the ones who are most adaptable to change, and I find that quite interesting. I have not yet found the new intention with this blog, if there even is one, but time will tell :)
