Hula Hoop
I am nuts, I tell ya. I went out today and bought a hula hoop! It all started when we got Wii fit for Christmas, and part of that game/exercise program is hula hoops. I am pretty good at it on the Wii, so I thought that I would try it out for real so here I am with a garish purple and gold hula hoop. It will help to strengthen my abs, I think--if it doesn't kill me in the attempt.
One of the really good -- and sometimes, not so good -- things that has happened to me recently is that I have begun to remember my childhood. I have suffered from Amnesia for many years, unable to recall a large chunk of my childhood, whether good things or bad, but recently, I wrote a story which deals with a character who had Post Traumatic Amnesia since an accident when he was a little boy and ever since then, I have begun to remember things. It's exciting, but it is also scary as I don't know what caused my amnesia to begin with, so I don't know if something terrible is waiting to come back to me.
A lot of what I have remembered has made me sad. There was a period a week or so back where I cried almost all day for three days, because I was grieving what I'd lost. I am feeling better now, but it was really hard to remember all those things and experience the sense of loss over them, but then I realized that they're not lost anymore if I can remember them, are they?
It's been bittersweet, and I guess it will continue to be so as I rediscover my life.
I don't know why it has happened now. What about that story was the trigger? Why am I remembering now, when I could have remembered any time in the last 30 years?
Oh well, who knows why these things happen?
The reason I got onto this subject is because when I purchased my hula hoop it brought back another memory about a little dog we had when I was a kid. This dog had learned the trick of jumping through a hoop. You would hold up the hoop and shout "Hoopla!" and she would sail right through it. The higher you held it, the higher she would jump. I think she was a cross between a pomeranian and some other small terrier. She was very clever, but I can't remember her name. I think it might have been Sailor, but I would have to ask my sister.
Anyway, that's my random moment du jour.
