Sometimes an old memory will be unlocked by doing something that I used to have an emotional attachment to, like listening to a certain song or smelling something from my past. Sometimes I can do it myself and sometimes it just happens spontaneously. These experiences help remind me of who I was/am and help me stay rooted in this world. Sometimes this is a wonderful thing, while other times it seems downright hurtful.
It was cold and damp this morning and my claw was achey, so while I was in the shower I had the hottest water our hot water heater can make blasting down on my palm. I looked down and saw the back of my wedding band tattoo. With the hot water burning down on me I was suddenly transported back in time to a Walmart at the beach, the night Peppy and I got our wedding band tattoos. I could feel the stinging sensation that my finger felt that night, and I could feel what my heart felt that night.
For like a second.
It was surreal.
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And then it was gone. I tried to recreate the feeling again, but it didn't happen. It was like this door in my brain was cracked open, and then just as quickly it was slammed shut.
Moments like this can be both welcome and cruel. This one seemed to be especially cruel because Saturday is mine and Peppy's 17th anniversary, and this is the second year in a row that I forgot about it. Last year I made plans with a friend (and then cancelled them when I found out what weekend it was) and this year I just basically don't realize what season of the year it is. So I know this isn't my fault, but it didn't make my memory sting any less when it was ripped away.
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I wrote that yesterday morning shortly after it happened, and I'm glad I did because now it just seems fuzzy.
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