Saturdays are going to be reserved for the Weekend Writing prompt. Each weekend I’ll find a prompt whether in the numerous books sitting by my bed or online and just free-write for 10 minutes. Whatever spills forth is published, no editing or second guessing.
This Saturday’s prompt
“My debt…was to memory” {after Bernard Cooper}
comes from A Writer’s Book of Days
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Some I wish I could forget forever. Others I want to relive, settle in and never let them end. I owe it to myself NOT to forget where I’ve been in my life, no matter how painful.
The older I’ve gotten the more my memories have influenced my life.
I remember being picked last in gym class. As painful as it was, it made me more empathetic to others.
I remember the unbridled joy of walking down the aisle to say “I do” to my husband.
I remember the combination of pain and joy when birthing my two boys.
I remember the sadness of saying goodbye to my dad.
I remember tonight, as I tucked my sons into bed. The books we read, the snuggles, the songs I sing and the way their hair smelled as they laid their heads on my chest.
I will remember each and every moment, because without them I never would have learned, or discovered my true self. Each memory the good and the bad have molded me into the person I am today.
They are my guide toward the future you can’t move forward unless to take a moment to remember where you’ve been.