I frequently think about my life, what I want to accomplish, what I’ve done so far, and how long I have to do everything I dream of. This is a series featuring things I’ve written about such things, both poetry and prose. The previous parts are here.
It’s my anniversary with my boyfriend. We’ve been together a year. A whole year! I can’t believe it’s been so long.
The past is important in shaping us into who we are today.
We live out each moment, each day, each week, each month, each year… But sometimes we forget where we came from, what shaped us into the people we are now.
Our memories are imperfect, sometimes even fabricated.
We’re able to record our thoughts, our actions, our lives more easily than ever before. People post on Facebook, and the next years, Facebook shows it to them again. They get reminded of their memories because they recorded them.
I’ve always loved journaling. For a while I hoped my journal would matter to others in the future. Now my past journal entries matter to me. I have a window into who I was in years past, a clearer view of how I’ve changed. I wrote about what was happening in my life. I might not remember a lot of that otherwise.
I can clearly see because of my recordings how time has passed, how my life has changed. I can track where I’ve been to see how I got where I am now.
We all need to know where we’ve been to understand where we are.
I journal and blog and date all the creative work I do.
How do you remember?