No Life Preserver

I have started to finish the stories of my life, my memoirs,  and I found this amongst some of the papers.

“My pen is poised. Remembering things I want to write down, or forget about.  Stuff I want to think about, what made me the person I am today.

How did I change? Or Grow? And Learn?

Unlike talking, when I write I never know what the pen is going to say in advance, it just flows out.

My story is unique, as yours is, unlike any other”

I summed up my teen years this way, “Broken dreams yanked out of my life due to circumstances beyond my control. Whereas once I was encouraged to dream, I was suddenly thrust head first into life and I didn’t have a life preserver.”

Caregivers are thrown head first into life; in one second their life changes. They don’t have a life preserver either. But we can help. When we hear about someone in our community who has become a caregiver, lets not leave them alone and scared, lets help them.

Adopt a Caregiver and tell them Helene sent you.

Thank you to www.notjusthekitchen.com for their including me in their blog. Thank you. I hope my friends and readers will go to your website and read it.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Comments

  1. Hi Helene – I love how you worded your life as a teen. It sounds like there’s a story there, waiting to be told. You definitely have a gift for words, and from reading some of your other pages, you have a love for others, too.

  2. Dear Barbara,
    Thank you for your kind words. I am in the process of restarting my memoirs.
    I also care about caregivers, and want to support them by having everyone Adopt A Caregiver. It’s so easy to do.
    Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene