Last night was not what I expected… for anyone who has ever suffered memory loss, you get what I am going through… You know you can see ghosts of memories, but you just can’t pin it down and know for sure it is a real memory or just a wishful thought…..
What I am experiencing now is more of a reminder of the behavior of 2 people in my parents so-called home… Mother and my sister…. What I am seeing is not surprising, because…. I have seen it before, but could not confirm the memory was mine and not a plant or my imagination….
The memory that I have been seeing, when we arrived in Japan in the 60’s, came through loud and clear and as vivid as if it happened yesterday….
I still don’t get why my sister ever thought we were close… that memory from Japan confirmed what I already suspected… she did everything she could to make my life miserable…. and she did… In fact up until recently she was still trying… You can not live my life through your eyes… It was never yours… It was mine…
Yet she tried… My friend who was also on Japan at that time confirmed my memories for me… She saw the same behavior I did and agrees… the sister was and still is a spoiled brat who thinks the world revolved around her… and when it didn’t… my body got the punishment, not once, but many times… that time in Japan… she was in the living room and Don (dad) walked down the hall removing his belt and he beat me into oblivion again… and mother made me that ugly orange poncho that my sister loved… I have never worn orange again….
Yep, last night just confirmed memories I have always had… they just came into view in vivid color and played out with sound and moving pictures… I love my brain….
I Remember…. Margie…