Sunday, November 22, 2015

Memories

My life has been filled with both good and bad things but I'm lucky because I've forget most of the bad things that I've experienced. I really wanted to base this post off of the bad and traumatic things that have happened in my life. I spent two hours trying to think of something "bad" that's happened to me and through those two hours, I could only remember the two cats that I had to say goodbye to. Although at that time I may have been in the dumps, I know that they're happy and living well now. Though I can't say what Jennette Wall's was truly feeling, I'm sure must have shared similar feelings her father left. Sure she must have missed the happy memories her father gave her, but she knows that her father's saved from the horrible lifestyle he had progressed to lead on Earth.
As time progresses people will try to find the better things in an experience; memories will change. Good times will  become the best times, and hopefully the bad times will be forgotten.
Now for the many many good times that I have recalled, my dearest memory was from just a couple of years ago surfaced. Middle school graduation.
I think my middle school graduation was much like Jennette's experience in the hospital after she was "on fire." Even though Jennette wasn't in top notch, her experience in the hospital and with the nurses made the made it an experience worth remembering. Now why is that similar to a middle school graduation ceremony? This ceremony was when we all had to say goodbye to each other and move on with life. We will always rejoice with one another about our joyous memories together, but we each had our separate paths to take. Just a few days ago I was taking to a friend about how nice middle school was. (Lord knows how many stupid things we did), but as for graduation, we all had different happy memories. Writing this blog post I realize that memories aren't everlasting, though the backbone may be the same, the details will never stop changing. The happy thing just keep getting happier, the sad, well still bad.

1 comment:

  1. This is such a good post! I love your anecdote about middle school. I think middle school graduation does reveal a lot about memory with how different people took different things away from it, happy and sad.

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