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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Memory (07/10/08)

TITLE: Precious Memories
By Vivian Grooms


We take so many things for granted in our lives. Smells, touch, hearing, our sight and what about our memories. Our most treasured possessions. Something that not only we carry with us everyday but in a sense it is who we are and where we have been, but it also is instilled within us who we love and who we don't want to forget.

I've often wondered about the poor people who get Alzheimer’s and how devastating that must be. To know that you are not only going to disappear inside yourself, but your memories are disappearing with you. It's almost like you are being erased from existence.

Our mind we take for granted, it's there both day and night even as we sleep. But have you ever noticed that when you go through hard and trying times in life, a lot of those memories you can't seem to find. It's like they are blocked from you obtaining that information. Our memory although we never contemplate it; is very fragile. When you experience a trauma in life, you may retain part of that information, and then again some of that information is gone, as if someone stole it.

I experienced such a reality when my son passed away. All of those precious memories that I had taken for granted, so much of it lost in time forever? Will I get some of those memories back? These questions made me ask people for more information, more stories from the past, to help trigger some bite of the past that I had forgotten. Now I find that each precious second in time whether important to anyone else are very much important to me, and making sure all of the memories of my son are in tact.

I've found the more you press yourself to remember that this veil becomes quite apparent that something from the past is keeping me from obtaining that information deep inside of my brain. After trying to retrieve this information I've found that music plays a very big part in our memories. Have you ever been driving down the road and heard a song from your past and wonder why you can't listen to it without crying, or it stirring a uncomfortable memory, or something that hurt you badly from the past. Some songs will simple make you smile and for an instant, you are transported back in time to a lost love, or wonderful friend that you haven't thought of in years. Some songs hurt so badly you simply cannot listen to them at all.

After losing my son I've listened to such songs. Memories have stirred that I never wanted to think of again. Memories that I had buried long ago and never realized that the scars are still there I just never looked back at that time as it hurt too badly. Things from your past that haunt you like Ghost. Things you choose not to remember. The amazing thing about those memories are that when you buried them, you also buried some good with them. I never imagined that taking those bad memories out and examining them; I would also find some wonderful memories that got buried with them.

When you lose someone you love you find that every single memory; whether good or bad holds a piece of that person that you carry deep inside with your soul. It's more precious than your own life. You want to remember not only their face, their smile, their laughter; but you want to remember their trials and tribulations and how strong they were to go through them. Each precious moment of their lives become more precious than all the gold in the world to you.

Many things will trigger a memory, a smell coming from the kitchen, a cologne. I've found the simple things like a cartoon sparks so many memories of my son's childhood that I had not thought of in years. Everything becomes so valuable, like the shape of their hands, their feet, their scent, their touch, their voice; and yet we are all left with one thing; our memories.

It's the little things in life so treasured to us. Pictures in time, and memories. They all will fade away one day but for those of us here without those we love it's like a glue that keeps us going until we all meet again.

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Wanda Draus 07/17/08
You are right on the mark about our ability to remember. I know when I write something so close to my heart, I'm writing through tears, as I know you must have been. I loved the ending where you talk about remembering the good and bad. Somewhere in all of the good and bad memories there is God's healing. Thank you for sharing your heart.
Helen Dowd07/17/08
"When you lose someone you love you find that every single memory; whether good or bad holds a piece of that person that you carry deep inside with your soul."...How true! WE have experienced that. You have stated this so well. Good for you...By presenting this article, you also have aided in the healing of your own soul, at the loss of your son... Helen
Sara Harricharan 07/18/08
This is wonderful and so true! I can definitely relate to it and especially the part about music...^_^