Lost In Meaning
As I sit down to write this personal narrative essay, I recalled upon all my childhood memories that I could remember. Out of these memories, I found some difficulties in picking out a moment in my life that left me with some “warm” feeling in the heart. With all of these moments going through my mind, playing every instance that came up like a slide show in a dark room, I tend to get lost in the meaning of them. “Why do I remember these times? Most of them are consisted of everyday events such as watching TV or maybe doing laundry with mom, so why do I remember these things and what do they mean to me?” However, I noted that in a lot of these recalled events, rather than remembering the events, I remembered the small details, how nice and soft the couch felt, how the still wet …show more content…
I began to panic. Filling my mind was many other ways I could’ve written this essay, so many choices that came from the distant, yet close memories. I then suddenly realized something, I saw my meaning of these events in the presence of a quote that appeared in the back of my head. I had read the quote somewhere long ago. So long ago that it seemed like another world, but the moment it had appeared in my head, it was like yesterday. The quote was pinned high on the wall where it rested on a poster board in bold letters. It reads, “It’s the small things in life that makes it great”. I had an “aha” moment, a moment where the small light bulb in my head went “ding”.
In the end, it all made sense, all these memories, however normal or dull, are what made my life worth living for. All these small things that had occurred and led me there is what made it awesome. Through another set of lenses, I began noting small things that I enjoyed. How great coffee tasted, how lucky I am to have a new computer, and most significantly, how important it was to have these memories and that lightbulb
As I sit down to write this personal narrative essay, I recalled upon all my childhood memories that I could remember. Out of these memories, I found some difficulties in picking out a moment in my life that left me with some “warm” feeling in the heart. With all of these moments going through my mind, playing every instance that came up like a slide show in a dark room, I tend to get lost in the meaning of them. “Why do I remember these times? Most of them are consisted of everyday events such as watching TV or maybe doing laundry with mom, so why do I remember these things and what do they mean to me?” However, I noted that in a lot of these recalled events, rather than remembering the events, I remembered the small details, how nice and soft the couch felt, how the still wet …show more content…
I began to panic. Filling my mind was many other ways I could’ve written this essay, so many choices that came from the distant, yet close memories. I then suddenly realized something, I saw my meaning of these events in the presence of a quote that appeared in the back of my head. I had read the quote somewhere long ago. So long ago that it seemed like another world, but the moment it had appeared in my head, it was like yesterday. The quote was pinned high on the wall where it rested on a poster board in bold letters. It reads, “It’s the small things in life that makes it great”. I had an “aha” moment, a moment where the small light bulb in my head went “ding”.
In the end, it all made sense, all these memories, however normal or dull, are what made my life worth living for. All these small things that had occurred and led me there is what made it awesome. Through another set of lenses, I began noting small things that I enjoyed. How great coffee tasted, how lucky I am to have a new computer, and most significantly, how important it was to have these memories and that lightbulb