Someone I haven't talked to in years posted on my facebook wall this week. Actually, a couple people I haven't talked to in years did- it's facebook, you know? That's what happens in facebook world. Never the less, this specific post has been popping in and out of my brainwaves. It's reminded me of a time I don't really like to think about- a time when I was struggling and questioning and shaky- but it reminded me of the beautiful things that happened during that time too.
I categorize times of my life. I'm a mere 25 years old, I know, I know. There's not that much time to categorize, blah blah blah. STILL- I categorize. I look back on certain years of college, or phases of high school with all-encompassing disdain. I deem them "bad times" or "hard times," and in doing so I miss out on remembering the life present in those times. Despite whatever adjective I deem an era, there are other adjectives (and even antonyms) that could just as well define moments and breathes of that time. I want to acknowledge this more and give a little more grace to my past.
Here's that facebook post: I remember, wayyyyy back when you were my RA, that you talked about your explorations [at the time] into Orthodoxy, and your parents saying something like, "We have faith in your faith." That line is still stuck in my head. I think of it often, I say it to others and ask others to have that faith in me. I think it is one of the most respectful, dignifying things to say to someone [and mean it.]
I categorize times of my life. I'm a mere 25 years old, I know, I know. There's not that much time to categorize, blah blah blah. STILL- I categorize. I look back on certain years of college, or phases of high school with all-encompassing disdain. I deem them "bad times" or "hard times," and in doing so I miss out on remembering the life present in those times. Despite whatever adjective I deem an era, there are other adjectives (and even antonyms) that could just as well define moments and breathes of that time. I want to acknowledge this more and give a little more grace to my past.
Here's that facebook post: I remember, wayyyyy back when you were my RA, that you talked about your explorations [at the time] into Orthodoxy, and your parents saying something like, "We have faith in your faith." That line is still stuck in my head. I think of it often, I say it to others and ask others to have that faith in me. I think it is one of the most respectful, dignifying things to say to someone [and mean it.]
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