Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Demolition

Sometimes as you are peeling back the layers of your house, you end up also peeling back layers of your life.  And often it's not pretty to look at.  In either case.  I know a little sheet rock and paint is going to fix up the one.  I don't know what the other is going to take.

5 comments:

troutbirder said...

My sons young widow returned two boxes of things thirteen years ago. It's only now that I'm prepared to look through this "layer". They're not sad memories at all but very hard to deal with....

Bekkieann said...

Yes. Some things have a power to make old memories fresh again. It's just hard, TB, I know.

Donna Henderson said...

Hi, I just stumbled onto your blog via Troutbirder's. I battle my memories constantly. Now I think I understand why Electroshock Therapy (ECT) works on people with depression: It scrambles your brain up so bad you can't even recall your middle name. I worked in a mental ward for several years and always wondered what patients got out of ECT except a whole bunch of confusion. I never realized before now that maybe confusion can be a good thing! I am not ready to sign up for shock treatment, however. I find Jack Daniels can muddle things up for me pretty good! I try to watch an interesting movie or TV show right before I go to bed, then try to keep the characters,, plot, etc. in my mind to think about as I fall to sleep. I would go nuts thinking about my own past (sad) and future (scary) too much. Prayer, of course, is my biggest source of solace in the dark. I love the big photo on your blog, Bekkieann. I hope so see more of your work.

Bekkieann said...

Donna, I visited your blog, and your photography is beautiful. You seem to be doing the things that help you. We each have to find our own way--advice is not much help. I wish you greater comfort and peace of mind as time goes on. Hugs.

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