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a few days ago was remembrance day, november 11, at eleven minutes past eleven we bow our head in silence and remember all the fallen soldiers of all the past world wars as well as those current wars. so much sacrifice so that we can live free. but really i think it is just good to remember things and reflect on your own life as well.
in this life we are meant to endure countless losses it seems this is what it is to be human and perhaps in some strange way, what we lose connects us to one another, no matter what country we live in or language we speak or religion we practice and even if we have no religion everyone of us knows what it is to have lost something in our lives. so it is good to remember, it can bring a smile to your face but it can make you weep.
i am listening to horse feathers and the singer has this soft voice and when ever i hear them i seem to be fighting back tears. that and i have been feeling a little melancholic as i reflect and remember people i have lost and events that have come to pass in my life. i am watching my parents grow older and it saddens me for some reason. must be one of the stranger emotions for a parent, to be witness to and to continually lose that little child you once new. maybe you were smart enough to have recorded their voice and hopefully took countless photographs of your child that make you smile but also you know you will never have that three year old, four year old, five year old again. they grow up and become the new them and that is good but in some small way you morn the loss of that little boy that you loved so much and that thought you were the most amazing creature on earth, however fleeting this devotion was. i can't recall where i was going with all of this but no matter... it was about time i updated this journal.
the winter wrens are back, the sun is shining and the maple tree has her last golden leaves hanging on until the next storm takes them away...
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