Living in a pandemic: Mommyhood

But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars.”
Martin Luther King, Jr.

February

“We are cancelling his bday party due to the virus outbreak.”

“I have been reading about it too. Good decision. Wish him a happy birthday okay?”

“Don’t think Pump It Up can reimburse. By the way check these pics my friends sent from Costco. TP aisles are empty.”

“What? People are crazy!!” Continue reading “Living in a pandemic: Mommyhood”

We are made of memories.

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“A man is made of memories. It is all we are. Captured moments, the smell of a place, scenes played out time and again on a small stage. We are memories, strung on story lines–the tales we tell ourselves about ourselves, falling through our lives into tomorrow.”

 

I have a serious problem with letting things go. Things which are not about  good or bad experiences even though I hold on to good things very strongly. Things , here for example , are materialistic ones – old clothes , old sunglasses , old stopped watches, old photographs, old magazine in which only one story was good , old newspaper page where a small article inspired me , old text messages. Continue reading “We are made of memories.”

When Life Is The Present.

Once upon a time , on a Friday , for Weekly Photo Challenge on WordPress I thought of checking some hmmold photographs I clicked in other countries. What happened next was inevitable , or so. I spent hours checking all happy moments from my past , then went to mail inbox and checked old mails . Soon , after 4 hours , I remembered I have a present, a beautiful present that I forgot for four hours. Continue reading “When Life Is The Present.”