January Twenty-third; New Memories

 Making new memories to go along with past.

I’m sitting here, as I do every day. My routine firmly in place. I have my coffee, I have let the dogs out to bark and any and every and even nothing. I’ve fed the feral cats and I’ve spoken with my mother, twice. James is off work today and has gone for and come back with breakfast. Which is also now nothing but a memory. 

My mother worries at times because she seems to be spending so much time talking about the past. I told her there was no reason to worry. I believe we like discussing the past, because for us, it was a better time. We were not facing so much of what we are seeing now. 

I talk about the past, parts of it anyway. And from time to time will hint at parts of the parts, that I don’t particularly care to remember. Yet, even those memories can be important from time to time.

We enjoy taking that stroll down memory lane. But we can’t settle in and live there. That was then, a time of its own.

This is now, the time we should be making memories to look back on tomorrow. We, as a world, have faced a bad time. The pandemic stole a lot from all of us. It along with other events, took away our peace. The year that shall not be named, took away our anchor, leaving us adrift in a sea of confusion. On that sea we faced many storms. The protests, the riots, the anger, racial divide, political divide, social divide. Each wave building on the other, battering the ship that is our life. 

We have moved into a new year. Seeking a calm that we have yet to find. Spotting an island in the distance, will it hold what we need? Will there be intelligent life, waiting to share the knowledge of how to repair what is broken? Will it hold the words and ways to teach us what we need to rebuild what has been destroyed?  Have we discovered possibly an archipelago? Each holding a vital part of what we need to begin anew? If one holds intelligence, could another hold the hope for better? Could one hold peace? How about love?


As this year progresses and we move forward, changing, adapting, growing, may we still make the memories that we can look back on with a smile.

Make time to spend time with family.

Find ways to better yourself.

Get outside, even if only to find a spot in the sun.

Volunteer

Improve yourself.


There are a million and one ways to create memories. Even the most simple of acts, the briefest of times today, will be tomorrow’s memory. Yesterday I took my parents to get the vaccine, I spent an hour or so with them. It is already a memory I am sharing.

Yesterday, I had conversations in various ways with friends, today I recall those fondly.

Let moments that happen today, touch your heart. Make today’s events things that will be remembered fondly tomorrow.The things that may not be so good, let them remind you of how you overcome. How you learned, grew and were made stronger.

Let today, be the day, you make those new memories.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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