The first blog post I wrote was on MySpace. Because there was no way to filter which of
my friends could see my posts, I started another blog on Blogger. As a stay-at-home mom without much time to
talk to family and friends in real life, the blog filled a need I had to scream
out frustrations and joys to the world.
My following was small, and I liked it that way. I blogged my way through nursing school, and
then life became so busy that I stopped trying to keep it up. I saw adults on a daily basis, and I no
longer needed that outlet to let off steam.
I set all my posts to private and let it sit for a couple of years. The few times I have gone back to it for
reference, I have read things I had completely forgotten about. Forgotten experiences, forgotten feelings,
words of wisdom from my friends that I had forgotten about.
Earlier today, my husband mentioned something that happened
about 6 months ago. I didn’t remember it. A few days ago I watched a movie that he
swears we had seen before. I had no memory
of it. This evening as Matt was putting
my running playlist on my iPod Touch, he inadvertently overrode everything on
my current iPod with the settings and data from my old iPod. Everything since Christmas was gone. I use the notes function as a sort of daily
journal. It was gone. All of my photos and videos were gone,
including a video of Bonnie opening her birthday gift yesterday which I had
every intention of keeping forever. I
went out on the porch and cried.
Although I maintain that most people would be a bit upset, and
rightfully so, I think my emotion was extreme.
Why did that affect me so dramatically?
It’s because those memories are
gone forever. I have a very poor
memory. I remember very little from my
past. The things I remember are random
and small. Those few memories are
strong, but I know there are thousands upon thousands of things I have
forgotten. I rely heavily on photos, my
writings, and the stories of other people to help me remember things. My mind is like the sand on the beach. As the waves come ashore, memories are lost
forever. I have decided to start a new
blog to be my virtual memory. It is not
really to entertain anyone. It is just
my daily journal, and I’ll let the people I love come along for the ride if
they want to.
It is still Chocolate Stashes. As I thought five years ago, the one constant
of my adult life is a secret stash of chocolate in the house. And I still have one.
If you find me, comment to let me know you’re here.
I am so glad your blog is back. I have had several pitiful attempts to restart mine. Maybe you will inspire me. I too have very poor memory. :(
ReplyDeleteHi Mandi,
ReplyDeleteI can totally relate. In 2005, I started blogging on MySpace as well, but did not follow through because I was too busy with life - moving around and travelling to different places. It's too bad that I didn't keep a record of my experiences because I vaguely remember them. Not that I have bad memory (not that any of us do), it's just that recent memories are easier to remember (most of the time), for me that is.
I have a few blogs at the moment. I have one for my daughter. She is almost 2. It's called Dear Claire (letters to Claire). Whenever I have a chance, I write her a letter. Sometimes long, sometimes short, depending on what we did that day or how I'm feeling. So when she is old enough to read, she'll be able to understand what I experienced and I'll be able to share some of her milestones. So this blog is private and for her eyes only.
My second blog is www.helloannao.com. I'm not much of a writer, but I do love taking photographs with my iPhone and sometimes my Samsung MV800 (16.1 Megapixel MultiView Compact Digital Camera). It's a touch screen camera that you can flip to take selfies.
Another blog I'm starting is called "Stay At Home Moms Network" sahmnetwork.blogspot.com.
Maybe we can all inspire each other to keep our memories alive through wonderful words and pretty pictures :).
I'm looking forward to reading your blog and exploring your world of Chocolate Stashes ;)
Anna