Yesterday was a big anniversary day…thirty-six years since I graduated from 
nursing school…thirty-seven since my once husband and I got engaged…and it was also his niece’s birthday…happy birthday…Sweetie…
I’m not sure why I remember those dates…after so many years…you’d think they would become fuzzy…but…they don’t…they were important enough at the time they occurred…to become permanently etched in my memory files…
I keep a lot of those dates…dates that are totally meaningless and forgotten by others…I like to keep hold of them…bring them back to visit every so often…and…usually the ones that I keep…are good memories…
Now…obviously…I can’t remember what happened each and every day since the beginning of me…and that’s one of the things that I love about journaling and blogging…I can look back…what was happening last year at this time…the year before…and before…
Sometimes…it’s frustrating…as I find I am still…stuck…struggling with the same…issues…the same bills…the same weight…the same relationships…
Bertha…points out…that although it seems that I’m still in the same place at times…I’m really not…I’ve changed…I’ve grown…it’s like a river…the water looks the same…but…it isn’t…it has rained…evaporation has taken place…the current has shifted things…children have splashed and played…and yet…it still looks the same…but…really…it’s not…there’s always movement…
Hmmm…not where I thought today’s blog was going…but that’s how it is with Bertha…I never know where it’s going…but…it gives me something to contemplate…and…next year…I can look back on today…and see what was going on…
Jane
