We didn't have a lot when I was little. Toys were also in short supply. Part of that was the lack of money, but it was also a sign of the times. I was a child in the seventies and eighties: it was only in my late childhood that the child-focused marketing and sales machinery... Continue Reading →
...I’m a fan of being pretentious, at times, so rather than quote Disney, I decided to look up the Latin phrase. Libera. Let it go. I don’t have to hug every bad day close to my chest and take it out periodically to prove that I suffered.
"...The screen saver on my computer is set to the photograph file. When the computer is at rest, it plays a montage of all the pictures I’ve taken and uploaded, ever. What a wonderful thing that is. I get to see pictures of my children when they were young, of my parents when they were young too. I revisit vacations and school concerts and birthday parties. I see funny moments, and serious ones, and tender ones too. Sometimes, I just sit at the desk and watch my life roll by. I’m not in it very much..."
"i wish i could turn off my memories,
edit or revise them so they’d play out as i intended.
my thoughts, however, remain resolute and staunch in their determination
to replay the pain as it happened."
From Famine to Feast. 