Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on bury.
I've this creeping
Suspicion that things here are not as they seem
Reassure me
Why do I feel as if I'm in too deep...
...I will go alone
Long way
Bury the past for I don't want to pay
Oh, how I wish this
To turn back the clock and do over again
-DMB
For so many years, I have wanted to bury the past. I have wanted to move on, forget, maybe even forgive.
But, I am in a new period in which I want all of the memories, the warm ones that I will remember on my death bed and the cold ones that send chills down my spine.
Because all of them make me.
All of them are reminders of how quickly time passes.
How nothing, good or bad, lasts forever.
So, there is no need to bury the past.
Bring it up, forgive your wrongdoings, forgive others even if they are no longer in your life.
And live.
As they say, live this one, precious, glorious life you are given.
And to keep the stones from weighing you down, you have to turn them over, examine them, and toss them into the water to become pebbles.
Wish them well as you let them go.
