I had a date with my past a few nights ago. Mum brought over some boxes that came from my bedroom in our old house. Most of the things I haven’t seen for ten years.
Here’s what I learnt about my previous self:
In my late teens, I was hot.
When I was in Year 6, I was not.
Michael Crawford is a kind man…kind enough to send a girl a personally signed photo of himself, all the way from England.
My grandma Joyce was matriarch and Queen Of All Things, especially the Christmas pudding.
My beautiful friend Margot, who passed away when we were 20, wrote me a card from Paris.
And so it seems that someone else wrote me a card from Paris.
And so did someone else.
And so did someone else. Maybe people think about me in Paris.
I learnt I kept a lot of journals. In one box, there were four half-filled journals, and two empty ones. I know for a fact that there are at least another ten still in storage. The first began Wednes 11th July 1990. Today was my birthday. I was seven years old. I went to the bird sanctuary. We saw lots of animals…
A much later entry, when I was sixteen read I’m kneeling on my bed right now, and I feel…awful. I don’t know what it is. Nothing happened. I just feel so empty inside…
I wrote plays that my cousins and I performed at Christmas concerts for the adults.
I kept books full of poems, and framed the ones I liked best.
I wrote stories. Many stories. This one was my first, written on an old type writer in 1990 when I was six.
The Funny Trip to Alawena.
Mum told me to run away to Alawena. So I placed my bag and ran out the door. First I passed a gentleman. He said his name was Guy. I said “That’s a very smart name for you.” I said. And off he went. And off I went too. Then I met the Queen. She was very keen on me. So on my way I went. Then I was hafe way up the hill. So I dissided to rest. Enyway it was dark. So I put up my tent and went to sleep. The next day I set off on my jirny up the hill. I was soon up on top of the hill. And there was Alawena. The end.
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I was hot when I was twenty, but I know I was broken inside.
Nowadays, I am a little rounder, less brown, less blonde, less muscular…but happier in my heart. Although I still write stories, I haven’t kept a journal for years, unless it is for creative ideas and inspiration. I have no reason to go back over and over and over my life…my life is in this moment. Happy. Content. Still.
It’s a cliché – as clichéd as they get – but my husband, child and promising bump complete me.
And on that note, I packed up my box and happily put that me away.
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Great post!
There are just so many things I love about this. I am reading it in the middle of a semi-hectic work day, and it was just what I needed.
I love how you were able to breathe life into the cliche and make me remember how vivid and true it is. How amazing. Yay bump!
I’m glad it was what you needed after a hectic day! Lots of love, xx
I’m sure u are still hot. Its good to reflect on where we’ve been and then look at where we are at, and, if we are contented and filled with promise and surrounded by love ones, as u are now, how good it must feel. I love Paris, i was there at chrissie. if I go again I’ll get yr address and send u a postie.
Why thank you! Post cards from Paris make me happy. Xx
It’s an amazing thing; to reflect on the past and how it made us who we are now! Lovely.
Thanks MsMandie. xx
The past is for taking that which we need for the future and leaving that which we don’t where it be belongs. Great post
That’s for sure. It certainly serves its purpose, but some things we don’t need to cling on to. x
Great post Zanni x I love looking through my old things. I think your still hot!!
Thanks Julia! You are too kind. xx
What a beautiful post. And what a great way to view things. So wonderful hearing when people are happy. ps I love Paris and after seeing your postcards am getting the travel bug back again…oh dear
Sorry to ignite the travel bug. I hate when that happens! I would be over in Paris in a flash given half an opportunity.
Great post! I wish my mum had a box of things from my past, but sadly I think she’s thrown it all out! Once upon a time I kept a diary, I’d kill for a look into it now. It would probably make me laugh.
“my life is in this moment. Happy. Content. Still.” – beautiful words.
Thanks Kelly. Yes, in retrospect I am glad my parents hoard. They have kept a storage shed full of “stuff” for years…I knew there must be a reason. xx
This is brilliant. You are such a beautiful soul. I love how you so eloquently write the sentiments on your heart–sentiments to which we all can so beautifully relate.
Thank you Rachel. Your words mean so much to me. I feel the same about Hands Free Mama. xx
What a beautiful post. I could relate to so much of it too. I have been looking back through some of my teen diary’s and the stores I wrote when I was a kid. I might have to make a post out of them too.
I love your blog, so happy to have discovered you xx
That’s lovely Catherine. And I am happy to have found your blog too! It’s such a wonderful way to connect with people. I am grateful we live in the blogging age. xx
Wow, what a lovely snippet of your past. Thanks for sharing some of you.
Thanks Bronxx
I love this post. I think it’s healthy to look back at our life and see how far we have come.
And if I ever go to Paris, I’ll be sure to send you a postcard
Thanks Jess…I will add it to my collection! x
Gorgeous post. That is the beauty of keeping records such as your blog…. one day you’ll be able to look back
Thank you Helen. I will head over to your blog. xx
Your best post ever Zanni. Love it.
Thanks Caz. I appreciate it xx
I love looking back over boxes of things from my childhood. It’s great to ignite memories and feelings from those times. It also gives a chance to see how much things have changed and how much they have stayed the same. Love this post!
Thank you
It was amazing how dormant some of my memories had been…it took opening a book and reading a page for it all to come flooding back. xx
I found your post through IBOT with Jess, from Diary Of A Stay At Home Mum.
Reading your post made me think- Wow, I am similiar- I kept journals as a child and teenager, I wrote stories- with borrowed facts from my life. But I am still lost- I am yet to be happy and content with my life.
I know one day I will be.
Thank you for such a lovely post and for reminding me that although we are all different, we also have similiarities with those around us and those whom we don’t know.
Thank you Lisa. I hope, and am sure you will find that contentment you seek. It’s a journey we all need to make, and sometimes going deeper into despair can bring us greater happiness later in life. We come to appreciate what we have. You obviously have many sources of creativity and self-exploration which will bring you closer to what you seek. xx
beautiful post, and a beautiful trip down memory lane by the sounds of things. If only we could go back and give our 20 year old selves a pep talk hey? Thank you for sharing.
Tell them it will be alright. Because hopefully, at some point, it will. Why did we think so much then? Now, I don’t have time obviously! x
You have just motivated me to pull out my box. Love the post. Thank you.
Thank you Eva. I hope you dig up some treasures xx
This is a beautiful post. I love discovering things from the past that remind you of who you were then. For me, anyway, I am not particularly backward thinking, but I think the past is important.
Thank you. Yes the past is important…it got us to the now, so we have to give it some credit!
How lucky you are that your Mum kept that stuff. I have been keeping a box each filled with memorabilia for my girls, thinking that maybe one day they would like to look back on it all. This has just confirmed to me how important it is for me to do this for them
Awesome post!
Oh yes, do keep it for them. They probably won’t want to look at it for years to come (some things are just so embarrassing!) but it’s a pleasure to go back over it all at some point and marvel at the person you once were. xx
your promising bump looks like it is going to land in good company
I hope so Kevin!
That’s such a beautiful post. So real and open and vulnerable. Thanks for sharing.
Leanne @ Deep Fried Fruit
Thanks Leanne. And loving your website! Very entertaining and well thought out. x
Sometimes we have to look back to realize we really are okay. Congrats on being Freshly Pressed.
Brilliant post, couldn’t help but relive some of my own whilst you were reminiscing.
x
I found some of my old journals, stories, poems, and drawings. It was fun going through them and I was like, “Oh God, I never knew I was that childish.” And I still am.
Thanks for sharing this wonderful post. I really love it. It is like looking through a time capsule with new eyes, after having experienced so much!
Thanks once again
Amazing post! <3
Lovely post! I enjoyed it very much. Congratulations on being Freshly Pressed!
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wonderful post.. i love your storytelling..
was a great post. Thanks for sharing your memories.
Enjoyed reading the post
I’m curious how you could have felt do empty inside at that age – even before the death of you friend.
Of course, I’m also curious how anyone can just let go of the past like that. If I could do that, why, I’d be
invinciblea better personThis is adorable! You know you’re a good writer when you can easily make an internet full of strangers interested in your childhood! I love how everyone sent you postcards from Paris….so cute.
Cheers,
Courtney Hosny
Ah that’s fab! Also makes me wanna go to Paris… I wish I could put my boxes away. Perhaps that time’s still to come
Great post! Much happiness to you, your husband, child, and promising bump from me, my husband, child, and promising bump.
great stuff, zannix! very, very sad to read the postcard from your friend margot who passed away in her prime….
one thing i will say….take up writing a journal again…just think…in another 30 yrs or so, you’ll be able to take it out and read about what the internet was….how we all sent sms messages to each other instead of talking…how we preferred to sit at our computers than engage in conversations….;)
You’ll likely find that the following decades make the memories even more precious. Lovely post, and congrats on being freshly pressed.
Sometimes, we just couldn’t help with flashbacks and nostalgia. Great article though. And glad that you’re happier with your current self rather than your past (most people live in the past).
So many people can relate to this post! My husband was just given a box by his mom from their garage, and it was so fun getting to know more about my beau from what I guess you could call a ‘garage time capsule’. Trophies, Boy Scout badges, high school football photos, and a few love letters from past girlfriends!!! Combined together it painted a great picture of who he was before ‘us’:) Congrats on being freshly pressed, I really enjoyed this one! –cort
This is why I have problems throwing boxes away..because I love the memories that are associated with random “stuff.” And you never know when those memories will brighten your day
wow… i felt like i was watching it …. visiting your past is always wonderful.
There are too many things I love about this. The sadness in the memories of your friend, the fondness with which you look back and forward in your life. I love that you have been able to look back at yourself as almost an outsider. Your insights are lovely. Congratulations on being freshly pressed.
Too funny, I just had a pretty similar experience and blogged about it the other day! Congrats on being Freshly Pressed.
Sweet post! Love the pictures, and especially love that you’re so happy with your life now, yet you don’t forget where you were either.
Thank you for making me smile.
“Happier in heart” I think that’s the most important part. Lovely post!
Love this post! The picture of your grandmother is priceless. I wish I had one of my grandmother at work in her kitchen! Good job and congratulations.
Kate
So encouraging and beautiful! I’m in my late 20′s and look back on my high school days with this point of view. Beautiful and confident on the outside, painfully seeking validation on the inside.
Love the post, great that whilst you reminisce you don’t yearn to be back there because you are happy with life now and comfortable with who you are.
What a sweet post – I really enjoyed the catalogue of events in your life especially in the way you referred back to your hot 20s days and the brokenness inside. I’ve just broken out of that brokenness and am gunning for the light at the end of the tunnel… so glad you find happiness in the moment in your family; that really is the key to it all. Congrats on FP and Happy Travels!
I love that – “my life is this moment.” So simple, but so inspired!
That was indeed a beautiful and nostalgic snippet that brought an instant smile on my face. Enjoyed the post and glad to find your blog
Eee, this is about five different varieties of lovely!
This was so very touching. I was moved to tears. This is a most precious post. Thank you!
What a gift to reflect on your past and realize you are in a better place now than then!
Nice post! Its nice you have a journal, stories, and poems you wrote when you were young.
What a lovely post!
It moved me ..
I’ve been off-line for a while on holiday with my husband and kids. Yours was one of the first freshly pressed posts I’ve read in some time…just lovely.
you NEED to read ‘women who run with the wolves’ by clarissa pinkola estes.
x
Thanks for the recommendation! x
What beautiful photos!
What fun nostalgia is!
Just recently found my twins journal and an entry from ’93 saying my boyfriend and I were deeply infatuated and wouldn’t make it.
We are still together (and married) almost 20 years later.
Hilarious!
Gorgeous! How great you found that
What a lovely post. I think there is a hidden message within – you need to plan a trip to Paris! Thanks for linking up for Flash Blog Friday
And thanks for the opportunity Bree! X
Love this Zanni – boxes of memories are so special x
Great post Zann. I love my treasure chest. I go back to look over it ever few months. I can relate to yourself in year 6!
So many layers to this story. The moments. The relationships. The voyages. Such a joy going back down memory lane.
I love this!! I recently went through a shoe box with similar artifacts from my childhood. it really brings back those memories! have you ever gotten the chance to go to paris?
Yes,thankfully I have. I have spent a grand total of three weekends there, one in winter, one in summer and one in spring. They were all heaven and fulfilled every romantic notion I have ever had about Paris!
Congrats for FP….. it is indeed a great post….
Last weekend I went home (i work and live in a different city than my family is) and bumped upon old photographs, taken some 15-20 years back when digital cameras were unheard of and we could only see photographs once they are back from developing. I and my mom slumped into my childhood memories for more than an hour…… Childhood is always great, no matter what era!!!
I am sure you look HOT even today…. God bless you and your family!!
Thank you Jay! And thank you for sharing your beautiful experience
what a lovely entry!
Thanks x
i have the way you packed that life away and got on with ur happy present one. I will use that one thanks.
sorry liked the way , dyslexic or wot?
Really enjoyed this post!
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Zanni, this is too gorgeous! xx