Fire of my Past

October 23, 2010

I get a message from my daughter, something tragic has happened, the silver hanger shed has burnt down, and there was nothing salvageable. I had to stop for a second to realize what has just happened. Everything that was markers of my past from my first apartment, my beginning pieces of art that I created, and everything back to when I was born, is now ashes blowing in the wind.

 

More than 30 years of history has been changed in one day. What use to be bins that sat on storage racks filled with art work, photography from photo shoots, art installations are now replaced with crocked burnt railings.

 

I felt as if this is a devastating moment, but it was time to do something to replace the sadness. I realized that this moment in time, was the end of all that kept me to a past filled with sorrow, depression that outweighed the positive. I was not bound to these things, but now I can choose to keep my memories that helped me shape who I am today, and real the value of cherishing them.

 

This is my change, brought by fire. I will stand up and build positive memories that will outweigh the sadness. I will share them with others so they too can have positive things to cherish. It is time to build for the future, and be thankful for the past.