Sunday, July 13, 2008
Ok, I feel a little unsettled. Today for the QOTD on our team thread I chose to post: "What is your happiest childhood memory?" Well, I could not think of ONE for myself, and then I started thinking...if I can't think of one, what if someone on the team had a rough childhood and I asked such an insensitive question. I went back and re-posted a new QOTD. I do not want to hurt anyone or bring back bad feelings.
And now...I wonder.......WHY can't I think of even ONE happy memory?? I wasn't abused, I never went without anything that I needed, etc. Is this something I should truly address or is it just that nothing fascinating or spectacular sticks out in my memory? My childhood was not picturesque/idealistic, but it wasn't hell. What is wrong with me? Am I so self absorbed, greedy, cold....that I can't look back and find happiness from when I was young. WOW! Are my children going to look back at their life and think the same thing. I am wondering if there is more to this than just a poor memory or uneventful life.
I am rambling but I feel really odd about this. It's just really weird. Ok, I am done "thinking out loud."