Saturday, November 17, 2007

I Carry: Sunday Scribblings


I carry the past within me, bits of it seared into my heart and my brain. Bits of it, too, I wear as badges of honor on my body. The scar on the middle finger on my left hand, left when the 6-year-old me stuck the pin of a button and it bled and bled and bled. The scar on my pointer finger on my right hand, when the 30-year-old me wanted to teach the dog to taste the steak rather than gobble it. The caesarean scars from two boys, but not the middle girl.

I carry the present with me and on me. It is the five-year-old boy I give a “wah-wa-hoo” piggy back ride to more frequently than my old body really should. It is the hand of my daughter I hold as we walk from destination to destination. It is the good-night kiss bestowed upon my by my eldest. It is in the notebook I carry with me at all times, to respond immediately to “aha” moments, as my feeble mind is too unreliable. It is the necklace filled with a cross and charms of “Mom” and a heart locket with hair and teeth of my offspring.

I carry the future in my soul, burdened with fears and lightened with hopes for what might come tomorrow, next year, and years from now. In darker moments, I see bleakness, fearing the bad times which will surely come to all of us from time to time. In lighter moments, I project a future filled with only good: health, happiness, and peace for me and mine. My prayers focus on the good, and I am able to sleep securely each night, knowing that I carry it all within and about me.

[This 10-minute writing exercise prompted by Sunday Scribblings. Go read much better offerings
here.]

28 comments:

Just Jen said...

Great post! I can so relate!

Linda said...

Better offerings?

I don't think so!

gautami tripathy said...

One of the best offerings, I must say!

Neil said...

I find this one very touching. I can really visualize you "carrying" the past with you.

colleen said...

Ditto! We are alike in carrying the notebook for aha moments and cesarean scars from two sons. Life is such a mystery, how the past, present, and future converge.

paisley said...

thank you for this little peek into your soul....

Jeni said...

Loved this and the Weekly Wonderings below it too! You do such a great job putting feelings, emotions, into words that fit just right.

Herb Urban said...

A most excellent offering.

tumblewords said...

No way would there be better! This post brings tears, hope and thanks!

chichimama said...

Beautiful...

Gill said...

Brilliant post! I haven't been able to get off the starting line with this prompt!

Secret Agent Mama said...

Purely perfect Patios!!

Jolene said...

Beautiful as usual. I love it.

susiej said...

I love reading this. It's so real, and so beautiful. Thank you.

Amy said...

fabulous way with your words.

Sandy said...

I loved this post. Our bodies are the road maps of our past.

Sandy

mitzh said...

wow! that bring tears to my eyes.

This is fabulous!

DJPare said...

Wonderful post!

But what were you thinking with the dog and the steak???
:)

Toni said...

Your talent never ceases to amaze me! Great post, as always. Very articulate of what so many of us feel!

Josie Two Shoes said...

Just beautiful! I loved it!

Bren said...

What a nice post! Thanks for sharing that. Carrying a notebook around is an excellent idea. I'm going to do that. My memory isn't what it used to be.

UL said...

It's such a beautiful offering, you covered it all so well.. thank you.

forgetfulone said...

That was beautiful!

Ingrid said...

I loved this post.

The Alchemist said...

Good post! I forgot about the scars we carry bith physical ad emotional. I have a scar o the middle finger of my left hand where a monkey chowed down on it whe I was a little boy.

g said...

I think your offering might be one of the best, if not the best. Such sincerity, and the clarity and simplicity in your writing. I'm a fan. :)

jenica said...

so when are you going to write a book and become a billionaire? (assuming of course that you're already a millionaire.) ;-D

Liza's Eyeview said...

a very meaningful post on the prompt I carry. a beautiful post.

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