So I’m in the middle of reading “What Alice forgot” where the main protagonist has an accident in the gym and loses the last 10 years of her memory and does not remember birthing 3 kids, an impending divorce and is amazed at all the changes in the last 10 years (her sister’s married, her mother is married to her husband’s (soon to be ex) father etc etc) it got me to thinking what would happen if I lost the last 10 years of my memory? Where would I be?
10 years ago (in no particular order)
22 years old. Just gone to grad school. home sick. calling my mom and dad at least 10 times a day. My dad would still be there – sending care packages to me every weekend just because. No home. No J. No Leia. No job – well unless my grad school on campus job counts. Dating someone or the other randomly. Going through a Vegetarian phase. Just enjoying my life with friends. Making my friends who are now an extended part of my family. Living with 3 roommates. Staying up till late in the night just talking. No Car. Enjoying Chicago. Enjoying living on my own (without family) for the first time in my life. Cooking. No ring (THE bauble). Seeing my mom and dad as the most loving couple that ever was. Troubling my bratty baby brother. 20 pounds lighter (what I would give to have that back)!!!!!My biggest worry was finishing my school projects and getting an A (nerd that I was). Keeping my fish alive was my biggest responsibility. Ability to trust people – take them at face value.
What I wish was the same?
My dad was here – enjoying life with us the way only he could. My weight (not that I’m too crazily obsessed about it but still 20 or 10 pounds lighter would be great). My friends were closer (everyone has moved to all corners of the country and some spread al over the word). The fact that I had the time to call people (my friends, family) and talk, I always wondered how can anyone not have 10 minutes to talk – but I know now. As I’m sure most of my fellow mom’s do. But one of my resolutions for this year is to take out some time for my precious friends and family all over the world and let them know I am thinking of them. My ability to trust people – they say age jades you and I think to a point that is true – you become wary of whom you trust and show your true self to.
Sorry for having gotten terribly retrospective on you, I am very thankful for my life now – my family. my love – my husband/best friend/ partner in crime. my daughter – she gave me a new lease on life after losing my father – she taught my mom to start living again – she is the most important gift I have ever received. my work – I love it. my home. my life. The only thing missing is my father’s presence. But reading books always takes me to another place – another perspective on life, another could-be/would-be possibility.
What about you? Where were you 10 years ago?