Thursday, July 29, 2010

I can't believe it . . . it's gone

     Well, I have myself to blame. Another lesson learned. Is there no end to how many lessons we keep learning? And how many lessons were there that I paid absolutely no mind too?
     When my computer was infected, I apparently lost a huge bundle of information that can't be retrieved. Special things . . . . I am a incurable romantic and collector of words. Not just any words, after all we can find millions of words in the dictionary, in magazines, books, on line. But words that have been lived, have been loved, have been explored, disected and embraced. Words that have been painful and even thoughts of words that were never said, never written and lost forever inside a heart, a mind or a soul.
     I should have downloaded the words that moved me. But we don't have all history erased as we travel through life. Sometimes we find a remnant tucked away in a corner, a look, hug, a conversation. Life experience makes you who you are everyday and of course we can't carry it all around. It's way too big and cumbersome. And the computer is no different.


  1. the first time i moved across the country, in 2008, i put all of my pictures and poems from before that time on one little travel drive, so i wouldn't have to worry about carrying a lot with me. the travel drive happened to be tucked inside my camera case when someone decided to steal my little digital camera. i only have a few of those old poems left, and i only have them because i'd sent them to a professor of mine to review while i was applying to school for creative writing. i didn't get accepted into that program, but i wouldn't have any of my old work left if i hadn't applied. so yeah, there's always things tucked into corners that you find later, and it's interesting to see which things. ^_^

  2. Vencora,
    Thank you for sharing. May your lost poems be your inspiration to write now.

  3. Incurable romantic and collector of words. Same here, same here. I ended up losing valuable pictures on an older computer in '01. It took me almost three years to let it go.

  4. Don,

    Thank you for sharing the sadness of your loss. It's not all lost. I have to believ that. If you are a romantic, it never leaves your heart, your mind or your spirit, it's just that you can't bring it up physically. I think by letting go, the essence of romance will resurface again to you in it's own time.