Bad Memories – Part I

One day I was talking with someone who dearly wished to know her grandmother’s stories but said that her Chinese grandmother had unspeakable memories of her youth during WWII. The grandmother therefore refused to talk about any of her childhood memories at all. This is a sensitive issue worth its own discussion topic.

After thinking about this young woman’s dilemma for awhile, I decided to incorporate my answer into presentations I give about writing memoirs. My own mother’s youth was not without emotional pain, and the story of the end of her marriage is something I prefer not to remind her of as all the anger comes burning to the surface – yet these hurts are written about in our Cherry Blossoms in Twilight book. How did I get these stories?

My mother is quite open about her pain. She does not choose to hide the unpleasant parts of her life. Still, I had to be careful when asking about certain subjects because it is so easy for her to begin to dwell on the anger or sadness. I would ask a few questions or discuss one aspect of a story and then move on to something light-hearted or happy. I would never ask about something painful late in the day because the mind likes to rehash events during the night. Sometimes I wrote sections by myself because I already knew certain unhappy parts of her life – I was there. So, treading very carefully and considerately into someone’s river of pain is one way of drawing out important stories… feeling the current of the person’s thoughts and never going so deep that they begin to drown. It is all about what THEY are ready to say.

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The Mystery of Ourselves

Someone in my family recently emailed: “There are many books on the shelves, some are well-read with well-known authors; but others are closed and locked, no one to read them, each book a mystery. Who is the author? Is there a key that will unlock the soul and let the life story spill out from the confines of the cover? Patiently, the illustrations wait to come to life when (if) the story is told, until the final chapter … and when finally the story ends, it can be whispered to others … and the author lives on, no longer a mystery, no longer an author unknown.”

Each of us is a book with chapters and stories that beg to be told. People don’t always think to ask what is in the book, but chances are good they will be delighted to listen if you open the covers and begin to read. Other cultures, in other times, told stories by the fire. That was how lives were remembered and history learned.

Sometimes we are afraid to open the book and spill the contents. What if the stories are embarrassing, or we have made mistakes or have failed? These are the stories that may be the most valuable, allowing others to learn from our own experiences or to have hope that they may rise above their own mistakes. These stories show us as the imperfect beings we all are and can help others relate to us better. These are the stories that can draw others closer and open the lines of communication.

Think about opening the pages of your own book, sharing yourself with those you love.

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Losing a Pet: Cat Heaven/Dog Heaven

Our cousins recently lost a beloved old cat who had aged to the point of sad and painful existence. The kids were able to say good-bye and give their last hugs and kisses. It is one of those tough experiences, learning to give up loved ones to the cycle of life.

We lost our own Jake, a very loveable but extremely naughty orange tiger cat a few years ago. Only this past fall did we get another cat (we do still have his sister, a tortie with a stripe down her nose). This new youngster is a pale orange tiger female, a “buff” tiger. She has grown and filled out to the point where the sight of her brings back memories of Jake; very bittersweet thoughts of love and loss – and joy that he is now in our daily lives again, if only through the constant reminder of this (happily) less-naughty version of himself.

We have a couple books I highly recommend to any family that has lost a pet dog or kitty. “Cat Heaven” and “Dog Heaven” are beautiful creations, simple and colorful, for child or adult, by Cynthia Rylant. It is just what you need to help you let go of the pain. For those who seriously question whether they will someday meet their pet in heaven, there is a best-selling book called, fittingly, “Will I See Fido in Heaven,” by Mary Buddemeyer-Porter, who looks at this question from a Biblical point of view.

“An angel will wait at the yellow front door, wait till a kitty comes home.
And when she arrives, he’ll give her a kiss and some milk in a bowl of her own.” – Cat Heaven

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