Yes, our lives as children can dictate how we interact with people for the rest of our lives. I know mine has. Plus the older I get the more I realize how lucky I was growing up where you could be gone all day and no one gave it two thoughts.
I hated shoes so hated stores.....every year after the last day of school I "lost" my shoes until school started once again.
sorry, I could go on and on.
I know what you mean about going on about it - That's because it has value and meaning, the moments and looking back at them. Sometimes I wish I could just jump into a time machine and go back...But that's not possible so I try to recreate the moments here and now. It mostly involves nature as that's where I feel more like myself.
I could not agree more!!
Damn it, just saw typos in my text.
Cannot...Resist changing...It...
Done.
Ahh, that's better. 😊
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I fixed mine for you :D
I can now totally relax and feel content in my non-typoness. (Wouldn't have been a good night for me had you not fixed it ) 🤔😉
Your story brought up very old memories for me. Memories that are always there but buried a little deeper.
I wrote a story about it tonight. It felt good and right. Very draining too......
Thank you for that.
I guess this needs to be said......... this is a message just thanking you. nothing more. I forget so many people see things as 'money' when leaving comments.....and as I do not know you I do not know how you will take my comment above. and now this comment is longer than the important one...........
I pour myself into my posts and mostly it goes unseen; I get something valuable from it though. Sometimes people pick up on somethijg ai write, or write between the lines, and it either inspires them to contact me or write something themselves. I think it's lovely and pretty special.
I'm pleased to hear you wrote a story and am happy my piece helped prompt that.