December 15 – 5 Minutes
Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010. (Author: Patti Digh) [The #reverb10 project.]
Does anyone really need to imagine losing their memory in five minutes. All it takes is 0.032 seconds and mine is gone, babe. Gone.
(Huh? Short one, that tangent. I must have forgotten what to say.)
I want to remember…
… exactly how I felt the moment I realized my opinion of Big K’s singing talent had transitioned from good to gifted while sitting in the audience for ‘The Wizard of Oz’ musical at the high school. He was the Tin Man and had obviously been holding back during practice time at home.
... the year Little K started attaching himself to my hip every time I stepped foot in the kitchen. What is this spice? What does this do? What does that smell like? Can I help?
… learning how to sleep again.
… God throwing me a bone to remind me that He’s still here and I still matter.
… beginning to dig out of the rubble.
… adult conversations with a high school friend where petty judgment and life comparisons were finally replaced by compassion and understanding and renewed camaraderie.
… introducing The Teen to all things Joss Whedon.
… mastering Reminiscence without that damn parasite Regret coming along for the ride.
… when the new boss’s boss’s boss acknowledged my value as an employee, pulled me in on a project and then showed my work to his boss and his boss’s boss.
… the blessings.
… what it feels like to be my largest size to date because I’m going to lose the weight and this shit is never going to happen ever again.
… rediscovering the freedom of digging in the dirt.
… LOST. (Trivial but no less true.)
… that getting one’s hopes up often occurs far too soon. Humans are all fallible. If it was too good to be true… Inevitably, the let down is going to come.
… realizing that I too need hugs.
Ding! Sort of. I went over by about 30 seconds. What are you going to do? Send me to #reverb10 jail? Nooooooo. I thought I would actually get a couple more into the mix before time ran out. Good to know my super awesome ninja typing skills have performance anxiety issues.
And, so it goes… 2010 rumbling down the tracks.