I was looking over the list of blog assignments to see what I would take on this week, what would be relevant to my life that I could express passionately. Let's face it, no one wants to read or even view a blog that is dry, and impersonal, right? The one assignment that jumped out at me was "Collecting". Unfortunately I will not be including art so I will attempt to create a visual image through my witty use of metaphors and colorful language.
After getting over my anxiety of realizing that I hold on to everything and should be nominated for a reality TV show, I realized that I do indeed have a beautiful collection, one that I was unaware I was collecting. As a mother, I collect the obvious photos and artwork from my kids over the years, and I looked at it in that very way...obvious mother's collection. When I began going through the handmade cards and letters I stashed in my top drawer of my dresser, however I saw an evolution of my children formed on paper.
I watched the crayon drawn pictures and scribbles turn into letters of appreciation and requests for motherly guidance from my kids. My creations were making creations for me, and here is a record of their maturing and growing. This of course led to me going through the umteenmillion photos I have, both in paper (waiting to be scanned) and on my hard drive. I became teary-eyed at the soundless 11 sec. clips that we saved from our 1st digital camera back in the mid-nineties. My precious collection I had been overlooking and taking for granted was being dusted off and pulled out of the dark recesses of my cluttered life into the light of my awareness through an assignment. Yes I have a collection, and now I will begin to make it intentional, after I get over my procrastination and deal with thinning the clutter of my life and home, I will find a way to preserve and showcase this treasure.
I just recently went through most of our old film pictures looking for a specific picture of my first home, but in the process went through the first 5 years of my life, a part of my life I don't remember very well and it made me think back to what I did remember and how events in my life have brought me to where I am now. How if you put all those captured events together you get me. And that blows my mind.
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