Saturday, January 16, 2010

if wishes were stitches, i'd be covered in scars...

there are times when indulging in nostalgia is a very bad idea.  and then there are times when it makes you remember the excitement of learning who you really are in the grand scheme of things.  it can remind you of  friends you may have lost touch with, the things you really loved, and no longer make  time for, and it can re-inspire you to go for what you want.
in the past, after a session with the yearbooks, or the photo albums, i have found myself wishing that things had turned out differently.  not the big things of course...  i am happy with who i married, and my job.  but the little things,  like wishing i had kept up with my writing.  or wishing i had stayed in better touch, or even just been a better friend while i was in touch with people.  i would be embarassed remembering things that i had said or done, or that had happened in the past.  in fact,  the odds are, i am the only  one who remembers them. 
but last night, i let the nostalgia inspire me, rather than depress.  i reached out to people i care about, but haven't spoken to in a long time,  and i feel refreshed in my creative efforts.  there is so much about who i was that i have been missing, while mostly not even realizing it. 

and so, to a certain extent, looking backward has made it possible for me to look forward with new enthusiams.  i can't wait to see what the future holds.

posted by tangeria @ 3:06 PM  

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