The reflection
Sitting here enjoying cranberry tea and cinnamon candy I was just reflecting over my childhood. It was nice and kind of silly trying to recall all the restaurants I used to love to go to. (Friendly's, Ground Round and Kahiki)
Simple parts of life. The easier parts. Then I got to thinking of the food and exploration of tasting different kinds of food. Then it takes me to a time when all I ate was vegetarian meals. I didn't like anything with meat nor dairy. Realizing today I still have difficulties eating meat and some dairy products.
But that isn't what stirred this thought really it was the fun memories of laughter and friendships that made me think of these times in my childhood.
I just made myself stop and think of the two families we were connected to. The ones we did a lot with. And these days I can barely recall much after my parents separated.
Truly we were not friends anymore. But also thinking about the one family that saved me in so many cases. They leaned inside my mind and found what really was wrong with me. Adopting me in a way. Pulling me away from the horrors.
Even tried to help my family see there was trouble underlining my life. To this day the one friend I have is so outspoken on so many aspects I am not sure how she accepts me as her friend and sibling but she does.
And now I just look over the past years. Not in harm or foul mode but just looking over the lessons and survival tricks I have accepted. The ways of life that is plainly given to me to understand and learn from. No matter what happens I grow from the life choices I made and others have given me.
And though this long trail of thoughts seem on a tangent it is the method I go in on how to research and grow from it all. Truly a magnificent experience. Like that of tumbling. You go from one step to the next but in this grand display of extraordinary circumstances.
Put it this way each bubble or thought is tangled within another one and they are all connected to a grander scale.
So here I am just thinking that after this exercise of expanding my mind I need a cup of coffee. As an old friend used to say, coffee is life.
And now I sigh. Thinking of that friend. Shutting down the emotions before the scream out of control. Managing the tidbits is of laughter and hugs. The kindest thing were those genuine moments.
Alas coffee time. Good friends were good memories. Though now foggy glasses and a good book. Snuggled in my chair and coverlet. Memoirs of a Geisha here I come.
And a love of books unfolds me into yet another grand memory and story. I smile. The past is the past but the times do bring up some great times.
So make sure you give hugs to those you adore and never forget to show them how much they mean to you. Because you never know how long they are in your lives.
Simple parts of life. The easier parts. Then I got to thinking of the food and exploration of tasting different kinds of food. Then it takes me to a time when all I ate was vegetarian meals. I didn't like anything with meat nor dairy. Realizing today I still have difficulties eating meat and some dairy products.
But that isn't what stirred this thought really it was the fun memories of laughter and friendships that made me think of these times in my childhood.
I just made myself stop and think of the two families we were connected to. The ones we did a lot with. And these days I can barely recall much after my parents separated.
Truly we were not friends anymore. But also thinking about the one family that saved me in so many cases. They leaned inside my mind and found what really was wrong with me. Adopting me in a way. Pulling me away from the horrors.
Even tried to help my family see there was trouble underlining my life. To this day the one friend I have is so outspoken on so many aspects I am not sure how she accepts me as her friend and sibling but she does.
And now I just look over the past years. Not in harm or foul mode but just looking over the lessons and survival tricks I have accepted. The ways of life that is plainly given to me to understand and learn from. No matter what happens I grow from the life choices I made and others have given me.
And though this long trail of thoughts seem on a tangent it is the method I go in on how to research and grow from it all. Truly a magnificent experience. Like that of tumbling. You go from one step to the next but in this grand display of extraordinary circumstances.
Put it this way each bubble or thought is tangled within another one and they are all connected to a grander scale.
So here I am just thinking that after this exercise of expanding my mind I need a cup of coffee. As an old friend used to say, coffee is life.
And now I sigh. Thinking of that friend. Shutting down the emotions before the scream out of control. Managing the tidbits is of laughter and hugs. The kindest thing were those genuine moments.
Alas coffee time. Good friends were good memories. Though now foggy glasses and a good book. Snuggled in my chair and coverlet. Memoirs of a Geisha here I come.
And a love of books unfolds me into yet another grand memory and story. I smile. The past is the past but the times do bring up some great times.
So make sure you give hugs to those you adore and never forget to show them how much they mean to you. Because you never know how long they are in your lives.
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