Last night I tried putting away all the "not so useful things" in a box and getting away with them. But, something stopped me. I would pick up one thing and all the memories attached would come rushing to me. The moments that had long passed began to haunt me. It was like I was parting away with a part of myself. Why? I was convinced I did not feel any attachment for the memories of the past. Yet, each possession transported me to the times shared with people I no longer belonged with.
I, then realized I was trying to evade my past. The possessions I had valued, made me nostalgic when I felt their presence in my past as well as my present and future. No matter how much I try escaping them, they'd be a part of my existence. So, I cherished their presence till my heart, vision and soul were overwhelmed with the sweet memories of the past.
I laughed, I cried, I was disgusted, I was proud, but most importantly, I sensed the beginning of a entire new being within me who had made peace with her past, was creating her present and shaping her future in a better way.
I, then realized I was trying to evade my past. The possessions I had valued, made me nostalgic when I felt their presence in my past as well as my present and future. No matter how much I try escaping them, they'd be a part of my existence. So, I cherished their presence till my heart, vision and soul were overwhelmed with the sweet memories of the past.
I laughed, I cried, I was disgusted, I was proud, but most importantly, I sensed the beginning of a entire new being within me who had made peace with her past, was creating her present and shaping her future in a better way.
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