Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things. ~Pierce Harris, Atlanta Journal
I’m grateful for…
Moments I can reflect upon, that warm my heart and lift my spirits.
I’m letting go of…
Holding on to painful and bitter memories.
I don’t think any of us had a perfect childhood, but some have defined themselves the person they are now; because of it. A scent, a place, a song… those are triggers you have no control of. We can’t pick and choose what we remember and how we feel about it, but it’s still up to you to use them in a way that benefits you most.
Life is what you make of it and that includes how you process what happened to you as a child. Sometimes even happy memories can make you resentful, if you let them. I wish I can encapsulate those good feelings and take a dose when needed or stumble upon a time machine in my backyard and go back to those happy moments. But hey, not all of us want to be Peter Pan because growing up is just as beautiful as childhood.
The not-so-pleasant memories can give you strength, instead of a cold heart. It can make you wiser, not rebellious or angry. It can make you see the difference between good and bad, not a victim. Then some memories are best left alone in the past. You don’t have to analyze everything all the time – it’s one of those “it is what it is”.
When I think about the many wonderful moments of my childhood, I smile (or cry, it depends what time of the month). When I think about the sad moments, I give my self a moment to process it.
My childhood was great with sad moments and I have found “counter memories” to be helpful. For example, the memory of my grandmother’s passing is sad. Then I counter that memory of mornings with her watching the sun rise before tending to her garden. As I work on my collection of counter memories, I cannot believe how many great and wonderful childhood memories I have, for that I am grateful.
What are your happy childhood memories?