The sun sets on another day…
The clouds were here. Far above the sky was surely beautiful, but the clouds were here. Beneath the clouds the wind and rain pummeled us, but I enjoyed every moment knowing sunset had beauty high above.
I’ve talked about the song before by Harry Nilsson called Remember. This song is very intense and covers an amazing assortment of emotions in a very short time. For me the emotions are myriad as I listen to this song at a house I was at for a short time that changed the way I saw the world. It is where I first heard the song, and ties me to memories.
It really wasn’t the song or the house but the people in the area that pushed me into a new reality. I was never anywhere for a long time and I actually made some friends at this particular location. Here is a story from that place.
If you don’t know I have a series of trinkets and things that are important to me. When I was younger I collected coins. I wasn’t rich by them by any means, but they were special to me. While I was at school one day our house was broken into and a considerable number of items stolen. One was a Magnavox tape recorder my father got me, the other was my coin collection.
Both of them were important to me for very different reasons. The coin collection had been hard work. Collecting different coins from pocket change and finding things that matched and were worth more than their face value had made me happy. My grandparents had given me some special coins and I had acquired a few silver ingots over time. All that was gone. All my hard work was gone. The police stated there was no way it would ever come back.
The tape recorder was important because it was one of the few presents my father had given me during my entire life. I struggled with this and wondered about the evil in men. Why would someone do this to me? Yes, I did take it personally. Not because it was directed at me personally but because it affected me at a very deep layer. The insurance replaced the tape recorder, the coins were lost forever. The thieves were caught and eventually put in jail for a short time but for me it was my first experience with the negatives out of people.
It’s out there. I remember that people can be negative. Somewhere in the middle of it all I put it aside and realized I couldn’t change it.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not whining about the past. Instead, I feel that this experience gave me the ability to open my mind further and see the beauty in it all. Although some of those things were important to me, they were just things and they locked the memory of those things in place even though the situation was negative. Not something I suggest, but something that really makes me feel positive about life because it is a trigger like this that allows me to hold on to so many memories. And of course, in the middle of it all, I found a silver lining.
So as the sun sets on another day, I hope you can find the positives inside your negatives and remember that sometimes the negatives help you remember the positives. I found my way and in the process learned a good lesson about life, later I would get a safe, if you have a coin collection I suggest you do too. Keep looking for the rainbows because they’re out there. Mostly keep being the rainbow to others and try to make the world a better place, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and enjoy the world…