Still Thinking

Somewhere in the maze of my life lies the past. The one that I run from and the one that runs away from me. Time healsl they say. Nothing can make you understand how time could heal anything until you come face to face with your past. We all wonder why things happen that remind us of our past. A sad and unfortunate memory we thought we had buried. An unwelcome memory. I have imagined my reactions, those of anger, surprise, dismay or guilt and have found only peace. It’s important that I face my past. It’s the one moment that I truly cherish. For if, there is no anger, surprise, dismay or guilt, then I have truly moved on.