2nd hand memories
I’m getting better at living my life in the now and not be so distracted by the limitations of my stroke. Living on my own and not sharing my life with anyone is also opening my inner self and not be so afraid of life outside of marriage. And to be honest….it’s pretty awesome. Yeah the money is tight and learning to live without having a job that gives me a paycheck is pretty difficult to swallow sometimes but I begin to think of the other survivors and I’m thankful. Thankful to have my own place and had the ability to pay for it… yes granted I had to have a stroke and live. I talk about the same things and that sometimes bothers some however I tell them when I say it, it’s as I’m telling it for the first time no matter how many times I’ve explained it. This is something I can’t help and often causes arguments with my children. “I know mom…. You’ve told me this already like 20 times” It’s like a kick in the gut for I can’t remember the first time telling them. Memory is a fickle for I can remember things that happened 30+ years ago but not personally have experienced it. The “me” now isn’t the Kelli from 30+ years ago. It’s pretty neat I explained it that way for it was an eye opening experience for me just now. I’ve had no memories but looking through old me, I’m able to see how somethings were despite having no emotional connection . I finally have a way to understand it myself. YAY..
Funny how the brain works for I always said I can see it through my sisters eyes when in fact they were mine from another time.
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