Practicing writing on daily basis as advised by my writing instructor didn’t only develop my writing skills. It helped me reflect more often and connect many dots in my life that I failed to comprehend for years. One of these dots was my childhood. Before writing daily I always considered my childhood a miserable one. With both parents who were very strict and perfectionists, and with me; a third child who was quite different than the first two, my mother and me had tough times.
Writing some posts about my mother and me, she questioned one day why do I always write on how strict she was and why do I show her in a negative way. Her words echoed in my mind. My life coach gave me an exercise to reflect on my childhood and in few days I had all the negative memories I had saved for many years on papers. And I was surprised that after few days my pen stopped. I had no more bad memories. I had good ones. My childhood wasn’t as miserable as I had thought. And my mum was strict, it’s true, yet she had many other great qualities as a mother that I didn’t focus on. I just kept magnifying the fact that she was strict. I focused on the negative memories, I nurtured them often that they caught me from seeing the many good ones.
Figuring this out I thought of my mother who spent nearly her lifetime as a devoted wife and mother. I thought of her life and the legacy she’s leaving and I decided to write a series of articles to honour her and to express my gratitude for the many lessons I had learned from her walks, not her talks, as she’s a great role model for a human being.