You know, when you’re an incest victim or a survivor of anything, memories often have a negative connotation. Words like “flashback” and “triggering” usurp the meaning and purpose of what memories can mean, and take them to a place of pain and hurt.
But tonight, I am grateful for them. I have a right to them, you know. And as I think of the things that make me smile, I savor each one like a good sip of hot tea. And somewhere, from deep inside, I am warmed from the inside out.
Comment by starrybright
May 8, 2007 @ 2:00 am
Yes, I know. I have many,I have often cursed myself for not forgetting. I have thought I would be better off. But I know that the memories are a blessing. They are the fuel used to humble me towards God. and with God, is where I receive my strength to endure the memories.
Today I have been dealing with this issue once again, needing to express this. Leave it to God to be so loving as to lead me to what I needed.
Starrybright
Comment by Miyasan's Daughter
May 8, 2007 @ 7:32 am
Bless you, StarryBright, and welcome to my very special space. I know this is a public board, but it feels very intimate and private to me. You honor me with your presence here.
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Miyasan Yumei 1949
Known then as
"Yasuko Miyafuji"