This is a small piece on the theme memory for the Five for Ten Challenge at Momalom.com.
I always hear Barbra Streisand singing when I think about memories.
Light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
There are so many of these misty water-colored memories in my mind. Blurred like water colors to paper. No clear lines. No clear figures. Just water-colored scenes.
Those things we remember, those water-colored scenes. Do we choose which ones come to us or does our mind know what to show us? Do we remember only the good and never the bad?
When you think of your memories, of your childhood, of your teen years, what is it that comes to you first? Do you remember people or places first? Do you think that you wish you could change a memory or do you accept what has become your past?