Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Childhood, Trees, Memories

I grew up camping.
This reminded me of what I have in my childhood mind.

Living in the Pacific Northwest, the trees look like this.

Been thinking of my younger days.
I have good memories, mostly.
Some, not so much.

Got a call from someone.
Hadn't talked to them in years.
It was about someone from the past.
Someone that I haven't talked to or seen in years.
Not good news.
Not at all.

I wish I had good memories of them.
I have a few.
I just don't have many.

I went to see them.
They don't talk now.
I talked about them.
How they got this way.
What happened.

It was an odd day.
It's an odd time.

My childhood memories.
I'd rather remember the trees.

Just saying ...

~ JC ~

( A relative is in a coma.
I haven't seen or talked to them in years.
They are my last remaining family.
I felt like I needed to go.
I did but it was very odd.
Talked about them and how things are.
Just odd and weird and just sad.)

5 comments:

Bellen said...

Sometimes family memories aren't good. Sometimes they aren't bad, either. They are just memories. I envy those who have good memories.

Thank you for your comments about Cammie's return. Due to finances (and the lack thereof), I cannot adopt her myself. I need to have the resources to care for them all before I adopt more. However, Cammie won't be going anywhere for a long while, I'm sure. She needs reassurance first, and then, much more difficult, she needs just the right person. The animal-rescue group I work with tries to be very careful, but some cats are relatively easy to adopt out. Some don't care if they are one of many cats or the only one; some don't mind a person working all the time. But Cammie needs constant (not necessarily continuous) attention, a quiet environment, stability - and someone who is willing to take a year just to experience Cammie jumping onto his lap. She'll wait for that perfect person. Until then, she'll stay with me.

Brian said...

Sometime nature makes even difficult families memorable.

clairz said...

This was such a heartfelt post. Even though it was sad, you've taken that sadness and gathered up some beauty with it.

clairz said...

This was such a heartfelt post. Even though it was sad, you've taken that sadness and gathered up some beauty with it.

Tatyana@MySecretGarden said...

Beautiful trees. Your childhood place is a wonder.
The words are sad. This is Life - beautiful and ugly, happy and sad.

There comes a time in your life when you walk away from all of the drama and the people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Forget the bad and focus on the good. Love the people who treat you right and pray for those who don’t. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is part of life, getting back up is living.

~ Jose N. Harris

Characters In My Garden

Purr Gang ~ My five cats

Cats ~ Al, Ashton Rosevelt, Jasmine Marie, Riley Andrew & Meredith Ann

Fur Gang ~ Jodie Isabella and Sally Jean
(The Original member, Sweet Bella is in memory only now. Maddy Jean, another original member, past away in August of 2014)

Mr. Boatman ~ my husband who likes boats

DD ~ my daughter who graduated and is now out living in the real world

DS or Dson ~ my son is studying computer science and math



Maddy Jean & Bella

Maddy Jean & Bella
Both gone but never forgotten

Jodie Isabella

Jodie Isabella

Al

Al
I adopted him from our local Humane Society

Ashton

Ashton
Adopted from my local horse supply store

Jasmine

Jasmine
I adopted her from Purrfect Pals

Riley

Riley
I adopted him from the local Humane Society

Meredith Ann

Meredith Ann
I adopted her from Purrfect Pals