My Parent’s Footprints On My Heart

Posted by Marlene Moore Gordon in Marlene's Musings | 0 comments

Jan. 23^th.

I hold my mother’s sandals to my heart and envision her footprints. She was creative but never fully realized her potential. She often walked in fear, insecurity and self-doubt of her creative talents. I hold my father’s flannel pajamas to my heart. I recall his resistance to change and inability to flow with life and adapt easily. I recognize that these parts of them are also a part of me. Parts that with awareness I can strive to let go of. 

I decide to discard my mom’s sandals and my dads’ pajamas. I tell myself that I will no longer walk in self-doubt; I will no longer cloak myself in fear.  I have made my box of memorabilia smaller and lighter, holding only the powerful and positive traits of my parents that I am thankful for and happy to carry forward.