well i lost my passport and my mailbox key.
i left my Chacos in Estes and forgot my purse at another Cafe.
i misplaced a gift certificate and i don't remember who i still need to send "thank you" notes to.
i found the cucumber in my backpack and the jam beneath the seat.
i had to buy a new phone and I always forget my I.D.
i leave the "doggy-bags" at the restaurants - why do i even try.
but all these things usually find their way back to me, graciously, suddenly, pain-stakingly.
i feel like i spend so much of my life looking for things, straining, remembering, relocating, reclaiming. on my knees, reaching under couches or circling the tiny bedroom. but i'm gonna get better - i'm gonna write lists and jingles to help me remember things. and if i get good at it, maybe i'll write a book: - "Overcoming Absent Mindedness" or "Reclaiming Your Brain" or "Finders Keepers." So, i'm really staying hopeful. and i'm sorry, brother, that they never found the camera i lost at the Catherine the Great exhibit in fifth grade.
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molly, maybe the title of your book should be..."completely present with people and places: absent minded of things." i wish i were more like that, and not as focused on all the details that keep me from being present. so don't get too down on yourself...i wish i was a little more like you! :)
p.s. i love your pics of your family xo
Michelle is right. Maybe we should go visit her? Eh?
angelic
did i ever tell you that i think lic has the best ideas ever?
Molls,
Just in case I never told you, it's ok that you lost my camera. I forgive you. Although we had a lot of fun joking about it over the years, it doesn't bother me. What's losing a camera every now and then compared to having the greatest sister in the world?
love,
James
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