Life’s Lost Instructions

October 7, 2021October 11, 2021Chel Owens

Life is a collection of reminders.

“Socks before shoes -wait! Fold seams inside the socks first…”

Every moment is a list of instructions we pull from the linted clump of a cranial pocket. Frowning, we take it out, straighten it, and make sense of the blurry pen marks and dog-eared corners.

“Put the car in Park before turning the engine off…”

How many notes; how many memories end up in those pockets? Once they’re full, is that when we discover -to our confused dismay- a hole in the lining?

obbverse October 9, 2021 / 7:11 pm

You lost me… I think… I seem to recall… or do I..? Yep. holey lost.

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- Chel Owens October 9, 2021 / 8:27 pm
  
  😀 You would be.
  
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Denny K October 10, 2021 / 5:47 am

Elegantly stated.

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- Chel Owens October 10, 2021 / 8:58 am
  
  Thank you.
  
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D. Wallace Peach October 10, 2021 / 6:48 pm

Touching, Chelsea. A beautiful piece of wondering.

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- Chel Owens October 11, 2021 / 12:50 am
  
  Thank you. ❤
  
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bereavedandbeingasingleparent October 10, 2021 / 6:57 pm

Or when you do read those notes, you can’t read the handwriting

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- Chel Owens October 11, 2021 / 12:50 am
  
  Precisely. Who wrote them, anyway?
  
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Norah October 11, 2021 / 5:18 am

Sometimes the brain is just too full to add anything else!

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- Chel Owens October 11, 2021 / 7:13 am
  
  Overstuffed!
  
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  - Norah October 12, 2021 / 4:55 am
    
    Exactly!
    
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hbsuefred October 17, 2021 / 12:43 pm

As an old fart I can say that yes that’s definitely what happens!

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- Chel Owens October 18, 2021 / 4:36 pm
  
  Older and wiser!
  
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