Snap Shots

You know memories are often nothing more then photoshopped images hidden in our minds. Snap shots of brightly lite and created from reality or fiction. I was thinking of how we create images in our minds of friends and loved ones seldom seen. Of how we picture them as we see them. But in reality we are often shocked by how much they have changed. In the hidden images of my mind there are thousand of images. Each one crafted and kept to hold on to a memory. Memories that for better or worse create who I am.

We carry such things in our minds like vision boards to encourage us to keep us motivated in times of need. I’m not much of a vision board person. My motivation was rooted in my sheer will to take care of my family. But over time, the burden has shifted to where they depend less and less on me. I suppose my current physical situation gives me an excuse to lack any kind of motivation. But the past few years of surviving one physical crisis after another has taught me anything; it has taught me I want to live.
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I wish I could give everyone the magic formula for having such a determined attitude. Because it seems like I’m surrounded by individuals that do nothing but complain, without doing a damn thing about it. It makes me sad, it makes me frustrated to know that some people are in so much pain. So much so that they see no escape. I guess it all starts with believing in something. Rather it’s some outside source (god, cause) or maybe just believing in yourself. So many of us walk a road of unworthiness, not able to believe in ourselves. But with small steps of accomplishment we can do whatever it is we’ll need to do. Listen at 59 years old and I will never run track in the Olympics. But I can get up every day and motivate myself to live. Now take a picture of that.