Our surface view is not that clear – seeing things, just as we remember.
Not as people, places and events are now, but as they were.
If that’s all we look for, then nothing changes, right?
We know that’s false.
Easy to accept, to embrace?
When feelings and families enter that equation we easily become blind, feel blinded or get blindsided. Well, nothing that dramatic actually happens, except for it feeling that way. Yet we still look for things in familiar locations, for tastes we remember, experiences repeating in our mind every time we replay them …
That’s a child’s view – like reading the same book over and over. Nothing in it changes, and we like that …
Sometimes replays work, to refresh and re-enjoy our memories. But we aren’t kids anymore and repetition doesn’t produce predictable results. Case in point - visiting The Fringe last night – Packrat Louie’s mussels were fantastic, green onion cake from street vendor brought summer night memories back, recalling laughter, sprinting from play to play – doesn’t feel that way, as once was.
People change all the time. Yet we look at them as if we expect they won’t. Change of pace, of place, shakes me up sometimes – not in an easy way.
Visiting grandchildren – one-day trip – things to do, kids to hug and play with, heading back this afternoon.
Magic happens when I wake up here – I always sleep so well. Morning agenda for Isla and Alex includes taking grandpa to the park. Lucky me. No wonder I sleep so soundly here with great things and people to wake up to …
written / published from Fort Saskatchewan, AB
morning walk: 6C/43F, chilly-brrr!, breeze blowing overcast away. It’s morning mitten time. Soon time to go push kids on swings … lucky me. (Gusta is at the kennel for fun + grooming)
Oh Mark. That mind of yours is ever so busy. Do you sleep at all? I enjoy your musings, but at times wonder what it would be like to be around that busy brain all of the time. I too have a busy brain, so it takes one to know one, BW, Keremeos, BC
Thanks :-) yes we will partner you with the perfect teacher, NL, Balzac, AB