Got five minutes? Here’s a great way to spend them.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat without editing your voice.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Pony up the comment love for the five minuter who linked up before you.
I love reading what you write – it’s five minute art that lasts a lifetime. And it gives me a chance to give one of you a little somethin’ somethin’ from DaySpring, who I love more than cotton candy!
The words above are the gypsy mama’s. Now I will add my own. Today’s prompt is: ON FORGETTING
Forgetting and I have been friends for years. When I was a senior in high school, my brother and I were in a head-on collision-head-on for us-back end for them. At first, I could not remember what I did all day when my boyfriend (now my husband) called He’d say, “How was your day?”
I’d usually reply with, “Beats me!” or “Your guess is as good as mine!” I could never have a bad day, at least.
I still have trouble remembering things. I forget important things. I even forget things I want to remember. Most things I forget are appointments-even appts. I wanted to go to. Terry and the kids keep getting mad at me-you’d think they would get used to it. They respond with shock still, sometimes.
I forget events, like concerts, like Steph’s band concert or choir concert. She has to remind me about the concert on that day. I always feel awful. I at least know that my brother used to be able to teach his computer classes without notes. Now that he is married, with kids, he can’t get through a class without them. I think becoming a parent does something to your memory. Maybe it’s the stress.