strange remembrances
At some point over the course of the last day or so while listening to the new Loreena McKennitt cd, it came to me that about 20 years ago I was headed from the in-processing station to basic training in the Army.
This is a bit unusual for me to think about. My time in the military was not pleasant, and I don’t think about it much. Mostly what I have to show for my 4 years of service is an ulcer that requires daily medication. Frankly, I don’t think I would have remembered the date if it weren’t for the fact that I had to report to the processing center 2 days before Thanksgiving.
Having thought the matter over for a bit, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s finally time to start looking at what I did to myself while serving in the military, and to start healing it. There’s a name for what I’m experiencing that I can’t remember, but it’s analogous to looking at new cars and suddenly noticing all the cars on the road that are like the one you were looking at. It’s called the something effect, I just can’t remember what the real word is for something, it’s someone’s name I think. Anyway, I think something like that is going on for me. Now that I’m clearing things out and starting to heal, I keep coming across things that need to be healed. It’s not that there are more things to heal, just that I’m becoming aware of them.
So, here I am, older, and hopefully, wiser. It’s interesting to see where I’m having challenges, a chance to show that I’ve learned my lessons and move on to new ones. And with this and the other writing I’m working on and planning, sharing that with you, my audience. I know I remembered that for some reason, let’s hope I’ve discovered the right one.