I am a very nostalgic person. I save everything. (I am the opposite of Liz. She is good at purging!). Anyway- it’s hereditary. My gramma was like that and so is my dad. I still remember my gramma’s mirror on her dresser was full of funeral cards, event tickets stubs, pictures, and a little round patch that said “I love Beth” that I had given to her. Recently this was given to me by my aunt whom my gramma lived with. It is one of my most treasured possessions.
Well, if you looked at my mirror, it looks the same.
I have an entire closet full of memorabilia including, but not limited to, letters, bridesmaid dresses, pictures, cards, and so much more.
Anyway, I have been using the TimeHop App which I love because it is virtual nostalgia. It hooks up with your Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and ICloud pics to tell you what you were doing on that day for the last 5+ years.
And usually they make me smile, and I end up sharing them with somebody via text or social network.
Today I was reminded of where I was two years ago.
I was profoundly sad. I found this quote about infertility on Pinterest and it had summed up how I was feeling. The joy had been sucked out of every thing in my life.
And here I sit two years later.
And this is my view.
My prayers were answered.
We were abundantly blessed.
And I am so grateful.
And I know of so many still out there waiting for their blessing.
And I pray for them every day. Because I will never forget that feeling. That heaviness.
So, today, TimeHop didn’t make me laugh. But, it reminded me to be grateful.