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Tuesday, August 08, 2006

I remember...

I used to do a lot of things. I knew myself pretty well and I liked who I was; who I was becoming. These days, as hard as I try, I can hardly recognize the girl that keeps looking back at me from her spot in the mirror. I wonder where she sent the real me and I wonder where she came from? How has she managed to last so long and how much longer is she planning to stay? I wonder if other people see her when they look at me? I didn’t recognize her at first; I looked without a second thought, without looking twice. Now I see her…her body is the same and even her smile but oh, those eyes are hers and when I look into them I see someone who is not me. I miss my eyes…I miss the joy that was their occupant. I miss the compassion they conveyed to others. I miss the portal to my heart…when it was soft and vulnerable. I remember the power my eyes held, to see into the souls of others, to feel what other people feel, and to love regardless of what they saw. I remember my eyes…maybe if I look at hers (that girl in the mirror) she will remember them too.

10 Comments:

Blogger b/sistersshoes said...

Welcome back :)

I remember feeling like this at times...sometimes I still do...

There is a shift in the horizon...you just have to walk a little to get a better view...baby steps...

Love to you..hugs too :)

xx darlene

4:24 PM  
Blogger Simply Me said...

When true friendship binds two individuals together, that bond can never be broken. I hope you know that the same goes for grandma's. I will be there to listen to you. In times of sadness, I will be there to console you. In times of anger, I will be there to talk with you. Even when miles separate us, my granddaughter, when you are confused, when you are sad, when you are angry, look in the close in the mirror and my eyes will be looking back at you. I am and always will love you, sad eyes or glad eyes.

Blessings,
Grandma Um

7:08 PM  
Blogger aunt kim said...

I know that girl and I see her everytime I look at her. Maybe what you are not recongnizing is the woman you've become. Stop looking for that 'girl' and see the 'woman'. If you really look hard you will see someone to be proud of! Lot's of love to you!!

10:08 AM  
Blogger ♥ joleen ♥ said...

I don't come with advice because advice only goes so far (and intentions further). Instead I come with hugs and tears and an overwhelming amount of love. I love you, Aimee. All of you.

10:19 AM  
Blogger la vie en rose said...

i know the feeling. i look at my reflection everyday and yet some days, most days, i don't recognize myself. its as if who i really am is somehow disconnected from my body.

11:56 AM  
Anonymous ricardo said...

c'est un blog qui me donne envie de sourire.
c'est joli et bien exprimé.
merci et bonne continuation

6:14 AM  
Blogger Turquoise CRO said...

((((Aimee)))) and a tighter one!!!!(((((((((((((Aimee))))))))))))

10:56 PM  
Blogger kelly rae said...

so eloquent. reminds me of a piece i just sold that was titled "remember." you are so darling..

4:16 PM  
Blogger ♥ joleen ♥ said...

i hope you come back.. i miss you!

12:07 PM  
Anonymous Joe Duran said...

Wonderful blog. You have such a beautiful spirit and soul...(and you are gorgeous too). I hope you know that the introspection you do is done by good people everywhere. I have no doubt you are so happy by now. We are lucky to have you in the world!

10:54 AM  

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