There are certain things that will always be frozen in time. Moments we remember, though they may change for the better or worse in our minds, that remain static. Like the birth of a child; finding it impossible to forget the joy but the pain of childbirth becomes distant, as something we women dissociate from, transforming it into a story to be related many times as a comparison to every other kind of pain. Or like the size of a place we frequented as a child – our elementary school gymnasium, or a traveling fair’s ride that seemed massive until we revisit it as an adult.
In the interest of keeping things real, I’ve always found journals to be most helpful. As I go through this blog in the next few days and weeks for the purpose of writing a post on my 2015 year in review I’m sure I’ll find that my frozen shoulder was much worse than I remember, and that my summer was unbearably hot (it’s hard not to want such a thing when you’re freezing to death in January, no matter how miserably humid it was).
I’m trying to think of a moment in my past other than the two examples above that might not have been as big or wonderful, or as unhappy or painful as I remember it, but of course, in my mind it’s all exactly as I now imagine it was.
What is your moment?
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January 4, 2016 at 4:00 am
The day our 12 day old died in my husband’s arms, and he held him for another hour or more, because he knew he’d never have that chance again. That time is held in my mind in shattered fragments, like new ice breaking. It sometimes crops up in my writing, the way it did, obliquely, in my “frozen” post.
I know, not the most cheerful of frozen moments, but there it is.
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January 5, 2016 at 10:04 am
Some things we can’t forget, some things we mustn’t.
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January 3, 2016 at 10:54 pm
It’s been twenty years since I was a twelve-year-old who was scared, in kidney failure, and about to go throuigh many many needles and surgeries. I have never felt the pain of childbirth, but I am about to write about my medical experiences from back then, to mark twenty years, and I think a lot about what still stays vivid in my mind and what has faded.
I may come off as over dramatic when I write about my memories, but they made a lasting impression, had a lasting affect, and will forever be frozen in time in my mind.
I know what you are saying, in a way.
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January 5, 2016 at 9:55 am
I often wonder what my son Alex’s memories of hospitalizations will be like as he gets older. I stand to learn a lot from you. Thank you for that, Kerry.
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January 5, 2016 at 11:01 am
I am working on writing my Memoir as we speak.
🙂
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January 5, 2016 at 11:08 am
I look forward to reading it. 🙂
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January 5, 2016 at 11:12 am
Thank you. I am trying to learn if there is a market for just such a book, but I will probably write it either way.
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January 5, 2016 at 11:14 am
I’m sure there is, if you present it right.
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January 3, 2016 at 10:30 pm
I can’t trust my memory. I have a good memory for bad things, and a bad memory for good things. So, you can imagine what a jumble my frozen moments are!
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January 5, 2016 at 9:42 am
Oh dear!
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January 3, 2016 at 8:40 pm
Sorry Linda, I did it again! I’m not very persnickety.
http://rhymeswithbug.com/2016/01/03/froen-expression/
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January 5, 2016 at 9:36 am
Hehe. That’s okay. 🙂
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January 3, 2016 at 8:29 pm
Once I was let go from a job for bogus reasons. He and coworker thought thought I’d just disappear with my tail between my legs. But I made an appointment and stood up for myself. I was a nervous wreck, even took my “speech” in writing. But I did it, and when I left that room, got out of the building and around the corner where no one could see, I did a victory dance. That was my moment. Also, I ended up getting a much better settlement than they offered.
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January 5, 2016 at 9:29 am
Wow, good for you! I’ve only been let go once – office politics were to blame. Unfortunately I did leave with my tail between my legs.
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January 5, 2016 at 11:29 am
There were too many people supporting me for me to back down. AND I had actually auditioned and interviewed for the position for an entire day, so the excuse of not having the skills required didn’t really fly. Two more little tidbits: we had moved for that job, and they waited until my husband had left for a six week road trip to tell me that they were letting me go–with me only one month into the job. Ain’t life grand? 😉
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January 5, 2016 at 1:52 pm
Ugh. How frustrating! It’s great you had the tools and support you needed to stand up to them, and even better that you won. 🙂
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January 5, 2016 at 6:08 pm
They were so off-base that the only way they could have gotten away with it is if I had simply walked away. Thankfully, I didn’t. Gee, Linda, I practically wrote a blog post here. 😉
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January 5, 2016 at 6:12 pm
😀
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January 3, 2016 at 10:49 am
Great post! You will see my reply to the prompt here in bit.
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January 4, 2016 at 10:48 pm
Thanks, Vic. 🙂
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January 3, 2016 at 10:36 am
https://cornerofconfessions.wordpress.com/2016/01/03/frozen-just-jot-it-january-jan-3rd/
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January 3, 2016 at 10:35 am
I’m an overly sentimental person, so i think i romanticize and idealize alot of life’s moments given it more profoundness than it probably had. I rarely go out and socialize because of my life circumstance as a caretaker and working, so when i do go out, i build up those moments into an epic adventure before they occur. Then afterwards, I’m pretty sure it was just a normal day out, but to me, it was the grandest of all outings ever to exist.
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January 4, 2016 at 10:43 pm
That’s a neat quality to have, to be able to look back at things in a positive light. 🙂
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January 3, 2016 at 9:33 am
Good post. I have a moment which needs to stay with me, but I likes where you took this. http://wp.me/p2Qoij-1WF
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January 3, 2016 at 9:34 am
*liked*
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January 4, 2016 at 10:40 pm
Thanks, John. 🙂
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January 3, 2016 at 9:12 am
http://deanzdoodlez.com/2016/01/03/frozen-3-1-16/
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January 3, 2016 at 7:18 am
Meeting my husband 🙂 and here is my jot https://justfoolingaroundwithbee.wordpress.com/2016/01/03/just-jot-it-january-3jan16/
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January 4, 2016 at 10:24 am
Yes, meeting different people in our lives tends to be another one. Thanks for the link, Bee. 🙂
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January 4, 2016 at 12:39 pm
You are welcome. Will post today’s in a minute 🙂
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January 3, 2016 at 6:49 am
I remember going back to my elementary school twenty years later and being surprised to discover it was much smaller. Obviously, it had shrunk. There could be no other explanation. 🙂
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January 4, 2016 at 10:22 am
Funny how that works, isn’t it? The kids tend to shrink too…
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January 3, 2016 at 4:27 am
I think for me, apart from giving birth to my daughter, it was finally passing my driving test after many attempts. 🙂
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January 4, 2016 at 7:27 am
Ah, what a relief that must have been! I’ve heard that in the UK it’s much harder than it is here.
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January 4, 2016 at 7:37 am
I am not sure, but the examiners are pretty pernickety!!! 😉
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January 4, 2016 at 7:38 am
Ha! 😉
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January 3, 2016 at 3:52 am
So many moments frozen in time,maybe they are as they are and they are there to teach us…. Trouble is I never learn! By the way sorry I seem to have pingback twice and I have no idea how! Typical me! 😉
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January 4, 2016 at 7:14 am
That’s a good point, Willow. To forget completely is to never learn at all. 🙂
I fixed your double link. Thanks for pointing it out.
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January 3, 2016 at 3:39 am
http://finallyawriter.com/2016/01/03/just-jot-it-january-january-03-2016-jesus-christ/
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January 3, 2016 at 3:17 am
I tend to build up moments in my head that when I revisit in reality were never really as awesome. Is that the same thing? I don’t know. But it has led to some bad heartbreaks.
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January 4, 2016 at 6:45 am
Yeah, same thing. I find it can work both ways, sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes uplifting.
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