Thursday, November 1, 2012
REMEMBER
The time that the world was the youth and the youth filled the universe. I remember when creativity was not something thought up but just something that i did. I remember the days when I could sit home alone and not have to worry about locking them every time I went out. I remember strolling down the street in my patagonia purple fleece jacket. I remember when I could fish without thought and walk without pondering, just enjoying every frame of life as it went by. I remember catching and watching tadpoles grow and only 8 of the 12 survived. I remember when survival was a wish in a prayer when i was lost. I remember understanding the wrongs i did and debating weather to come back. I remember when "On the house" was still a friendly gesture often to be used. I remember the man who use to place m&ms on the lid of my cup of hot coco. i remember the time I thought I could race across the street and waking up 40 feet from where i stood. I remember the bolt they plunged through my femur and the system of weights to stretch me how they thought i needed to be. I remember when stress was never even a though. I remember when they told me I could go back on the slopes. I remember breaking my leg on the 1st run. I remember sharing an avocado with my grandpa sitting on a freezer in the back of a restaurant. I remember when common courtesy was a legit thing, when manners applied, and minds and gutters had no relation. I remember the time I set my neck on fire. I remember the 1st hernia, I also remember the 2nd. I remember the 1st time drugs were in my reach and I said no. I remember my favorite person, my great grandpa. I remember when I was on my way to visit him and on my way he went on his way out of mortal life. I remember the tears that created the bath of loss in my mind. I remember the obituary hanging in my room because it is still there. I remember my 1st real conversation with God. I remember being on my bed side talking for hours. I remember what I asked and I remember what he said. I remember the plan of happiness. His warm arms surrounded me like an electric blanket filling my skin with warmth. I remember the new type of warmth, when it fills my heart and inside as well, I will never forget the warmth of my Heavenly Father. I remember the time he helped when i felt like life was an over rated thing. I remember the rod of Iron as it pulled me into the correct direction. I remember the time like the time remembers the day and the day remembers every step that is taken on the sun heated soil of the land. I remember and I will never forget.
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this blog post is unreal.
ReplyDeleteI read every word and loved every line.
I remember when creativity was not something thought up but just something I did. #stolen
ReplyDeleteI'm going to print this whole post out in put it in the journal. I'm stealing ALLL of this.
ReplyDelete"I remember when common courtesy was a legit thing, when manners applied, and minds and gutters had no relation."
ReplyDeleteI liked this part especially, but I agree with the others. This is an amazing post. I think I'm going to have to nominate you for the hall of fame thingie. Good job!
And good testimony.
Love the creativity line.
ReplyDeleteI was in the minivan yesterday and I wanted the kids to shut up, so I said look out the window and use your imagination. They went off on a 10 minute discussion of what imagination was (trying to explain it to my 2-year-old daughter).
"Imagination could be anything. It could be a house flying through the air or a dancing cow. It can be anything you want it to be." -Bo, 6
"I remember my first real conversation with God." This especially stood out to me.
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