Try to remember …

Memory, like many things, is often taken for granted—until it’s lost. My mother is in the early stages of Alzheimer’s. She realizes it, but most of the time pretends it’s not happening. “Everyone forgets things,” she’ll say, but I can tell by her voice she knows what she’s forgotten is more serious than where she set her purse or what she walked into the kitchen for.

I fear losing my memory—or precisely, losing my memories. The other day, someone mentioned an event I felt I should have remembered, and it shook me a bit that I didn’t. I thought of many wonderful events in my life I would hate to forget, but someday due to Alzheimer’s or ordinary senility, I will begin to lose those memories. My recent loss of valued Christmas ornaments and decorations reinforced my fear. Yes, I still have the memories association with each item—but for how long?

Sad to say, I’m not a writer who kept journals all her life. I wish someone had taught me about journaling when I was young. I would have had my life in written form. Ah-h, if wishes were horses … Still, it’s not too late. I could record all the precious memories I’ve retained. I’m a writer; I could do that.

New plan: whenever something from my past comes to mind, I’ll write it down. I will have my memory in written form. A memoir in its purest form. And if, when I’m ninety, I forget these things happened to me, they should still be good reading.

The Mojave Desert at 75mph

 

Note: I included this photo for those of you who didn’t see my road photos and witty repartee on my Facebook page. (Just kidding, it was the first time I tried updating my status from my iPhone, so I was too befuddled to be witty. At least that’s my excuse.)


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Change is good, right?

November is turning out to be a month of many changes. One of the good ones you already know about. I’m doing housework. For real. It’s not likely to become a habit, though. This is only to honor NAtional HOuse CLEaning MOnth (see new page.)

My second good change will be to set off on a plan to get my body back in shape. I can even maximize the power of NaHoCleMo to help. Obviously, if I’m moving about to clean, I won’t be sitting as much to write—I’ll be burning calories. Yay! It’s sad to admit, but in the two years I spent writing my last novel, I’ve gained twenty pounds. Yes, I’m a cow. And I dare not keep up this obsessive pace of sedentary writing or I’ll be elevated to elephant status.

So, barring any injuries to impede my accident prone body, I will embark on a daily walk. You read that right. I’ll be leaving the house and everything. But—and this is the best part—I’ll also be journaling what I see, hear, think, or whatever, during these walks. That may be the only writing I accomplish during November, but I believe it might be valuable.  And maybe this change will become a habit.

Do you have any changes on the horizon for you this month?

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