How we remember
“How we remember, what we remember and why we remember form the most personal map of our individuality.” — Christina Baldwin
Among the countless ways my sister has blessed my life, one comes to mind often: she read to me and taught me to read. Over fifty years later, I have wonderful memories of the hours we spent with books. Little wonder that she grew up to be an elementary school teacher, and I became a librarian.
Almost all of us deal with a mixed bag of memories, pleasant or painful, happy or horrible. One of the most nurturing gifts we can give ourselves is the recognition of what has gone right in our lives. By choosing to spend our mental energy on gratitude for the good times, rather than re-hashing and resenting old grievances, we lay the foundation for living mindfully with today’s blessings foremost in our thoughts.
This does not imply denial of the truth. Indeed, we may need to work through our negative memories with the help of a trustworthy counselor, pastor or friend. But all of us who are here today, reading this message, are alive because there have been people who cared for us and helped us survive and grow. Today I invite you to celebrate a beautiful memory with a few minutes of reflection, thanks or sharing.
Happy 60th birthday to my beloved sister!
This post was originally published seven years ago today. You can view the original with comments here.