It feels like I walked into a movie of someone else's life.
I think this is because of my life's path; having lived in Canada for almost 1/2 of my life; and then doing a life altering action of immigrating to Holland at the age of almost 30. I feel like my life is part one - Canada, part two- Holland.
While looking at the old slides of my "previous" life; I feel like so many memories were buried under the dust of time. As the new pictures come on the screen, it is like a breath of wind blows through my mind, and the dust shifts, and unearths a memory or story. It is addicting to keep clicking through the slide tray faster, as the memories start to roll into line, and a special moment, or people come onto the screen, and again into my heart. More details, and emotions surface and becomes a rich colorful tapestry of my life; part one...Canada.
It is a bittersweet journey; sad because of all the things I left behind, and the people that I rarely get to see or be with. Or some beloved ones are no longer alive.
When we moved to Holland, we were grumpy and complaining about all the slide boxes and trays that we schlepped across to the other half of the world. But now 30 years later, I am so glad, and grateful that we did. I am horrified to even realize that all those precious moments would be lost, or buried forever under the dust of forgetfulness.
It is a delight to show our children, and family and friends here; what our "other" life was like. Sometimes they thoughr we were exaggerating or being too "big" with our stories and tell of our adventures. Pictures tell the real deal.
Makes me appreciate even more so now; that we did have a wonderful life, enjoyed so much, even with so little. But it was good, true, honest, and loving. I have the pictures as proof, and even more special even more memories that make my heart smile.
We still have boxes of slides to go, so every evening we have a few hours of "show and tell"....Sure beats what is on TV these days...and is a good way to bond again with each other.
I think this is because of my life's path; having lived in Canada for almost 1/2 of my life; and then doing a life altering action of immigrating to Holland at the age of almost 30. I feel like my life is part one - Canada, part two- Holland.
While looking at the old slides of my "previous" life; I feel like so many memories were buried under the dust of time. As the new pictures come on the screen, it is like a breath of wind blows through my mind, and the dust shifts, and unearths a memory or story. It is addicting to keep clicking through the slide tray faster, as the memories start to roll into line, and a special moment, or people come onto the screen, and again into my heart. More details, and emotions surface and becomes a rich colorful tapestry of my life; part one...Canada.
It is a bittersweet journey; sad because of all the things I left behind, and the people that I rarely get to see or be with. Or some beloved ones are no longer alive.
When we moved to Holland, we were grumpy and complaining about all the slide boxes and trays that we schlepped across to the other half of the world. But now 30 years later, I am so glad, and grateful that we did. I am horrified to even realize that all those precious moments would be lost, or buried forever under the dust of forgetfulness.
It is a delight to show our children, and family and friends here; what our "other" life was like. Sometimes they thoughr we were exaggerating or being too "big" with our stories and tell of our adventures. Pictures tell the real deal.
Makes me appreciate even more so now; that we did have a wonderful life, enjoyed so much, even with so little. But it was good, true, honest, and loving. I have the pictures as proof, and even more special even more memories that make my heart smile.
We still have boxes of slides to go, so every evening we have a few hours of "show and tell"....Sure beats what is on TV these days...and is a good way to bond again with each other.
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