Hello, how are you? Wow it’s been a while. So tell me what have you been doing and how is everyone?
I miss you, I love you, you are my world. In this life and the next, I will find you and destroy your happiness. He was mine till you killed our love with poison words.
That is why I love writing because WORDS are powerful, wonderful, thought provoking, exciting and so many more emotive thoughts. The written word can enrage or soothe, excite or scare, teach or spread propaganda.
Used in a positive way I find words soothe me as in song words .
I write for children with tales of wonder wrapped in fact
I write for adults of facts woven with artistic licence.
I write poetry to expand and please the mind
I write fact for us to remember lives as they were before all is lost.
I write because that’s who I am.
Write a short story a week. It’s not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.”
Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?
Hello, 👋 yes I’m back again. I didn’t think I would be, you see I didn’t see the point, I tell you what I’m thinking, and well that’s boring for anyone to read. I lost myself for a while I guess we all do some more than others, me I get lost from my bedroom to the bathroom in the night. Yes I am that bad. Anyway I saw this prompt about my favourite place I have visited and well this is a perfect time of year to tell you about it.
So, first thing it’s free to visit, thank goodness as I have been there so many times. I find there is something to cover every subject. Hope, love, friendship, family, maybe today I am seeing the brighter side, because if you stay to longer it can be exhausting. Same can be said of anywhere I guess.
You can visit alone or with family or friends, or a group of people depending on what interests they have.
By now you are going Ohhh I know, and so you might but when I revisit old memories or picture albums or even photos in this digital age I don’t look back with regret I look back with happiness that the moment happened, everyone of those revisited moments good or bad has led to this moment now. I may not be doing what I had intended but my children are adults and doing well.
I visit my memories and photographs often to remind myself, how lucky I have been to have survived the D/V I went through, the endless moving to protect my children, the disability and loss of everything home, family and friends.
The one thing I have is that perfect place I can visit Memories whether down Photograph Lane, tucked away in Corner of My Mind or Digital Parade. I have three favourite places all connected that I can share or not, places that everyone should visit with the same thought-
Memories are a snapshot from behind us.
They form who we have become, our love, our trust.
My memories cause me to laugh at what I’m wearing
Then sometimes a little tear spills, see I can still be caring.
I disappear into the vaults of yesteryear for five minutes.
Then find I have been there for hours, so let’s wing it.
People who have left this world, I see their smiling faces.
My babies all grown ups and having all their own places.
So ask me once again do I have a favourite place to visit?
My answer is yes, the past where all my photostell a story a perfect place to visit..
Hello dear readers of today, have I missed some major news article regarding the future? No I didn’t think so. Let me entertain you with the of life ME
Now we have a word called yesterday, well it’s gone nothing you can do about it, it happened, move on, it’s behind you (in the words of my mental health provider). With a flick of the wrist as if pushing an imaginary past behind her, she dismissed my whole domestic violence background and other major life struggles, as if puff 💨 wow, everything would disappear. Big mistake Woman, I wasn’t alone, I had a friend with me. 1. To push my wheelchair. 2. To help me with memory and stop me from freezing up. 3. Because of my PTSD I am terrible at being alone, no change that I couldn’t be alone when out.
My friend witnessed every word said, Claire has become my friend over the years I have known her, but her official title is personal assistant (posh for carer).
So back to yesterday, gone but Hell and Damnation it is not forgotten, all our yesterdays make us who we are and are learning curves( supposed to be). Also just to be a tiny bit pedantic here but if we are to forget YESTERDAY isn’t that what history is a culmination of all of the yesterdays of the world? 🌍
Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it. ‘ George Santayana
Ok moving on
Today, the Present. Well each day is a new start and it’s a chance to right wrongs , finish tasks, watch that movie you have been promising you would, but how many people make full use of each moment. We are allotted an amount of time in this world, a commodity that you cannot buy or sell, ok smart arse, yes clocks and watches etc but they don’t lengthen your life. The issue is how many people use their time to the max (I don’t). I leave so much not done even though I have plans, nothing falls into place, the harder I seem to try the worse it gets. I keep saying I just want the house and garden to look like my plans to be tidy not jumbled and bop there is always an issue. We should all be living our best life and I guarantee not many people are.
I am lucky to have a home I know that , I am lucky to have furniture to fill it and I am grateful for what I have. Becoming disabled in my late 40s and being uprooted so many times has made life so difficult. I am grateful I was able to protect my children as they asked, it cost me family and friends and I live alone now, the children have grown and I am redundant as are all parents eventually. I just would have liked my present to have been a little more settled. That’s enough of my present.
Now we go the future , who know what will happen, I don’t see peace anytime soon, I would like to see order in my life so I can concentrate on finish some of the projects I have waiting in the sidelines
I never think of the future.It comes soon enough.” – Albert Einstein.
Truth is I am not looking forward nor backward I am concentrating on now, because, yesterday is past, tomorrow is whisper away, today is all I have here in the present
With love as ever
Kim-Louise
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.” – Buddha
Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?
Hello my friend,
I do hope you are well?
Now I admit to thinking occasionally about the past because, yes deep intake of breath, I portion blame on myself for allowing a man to act in such a manner toward me, that domestic violence took my mobility away.
Everyone thinks I am bitter towards him. I’m not I am angry at myself for not having the courage to walk away. That is why I look back sometimes at the person I lost Me.
Do I look forward to the future more more?
Not really, I am, if I’m honest a little scared what the future may or may not hold. How much has the past impacted my future it worries me, so I leave the future where it is in the future.
I think I am happiest here, now, focusing on what I have and can do.
Because the past is gone, I
The future is just a dream
What we have is the present, which in all honesty is a true gift 🎁
So I am wasting no more time on regrets or future dreams, I am living for the present
Bucket of Smiles 