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Baby shoes are a great metaphor...new beginnings, times gone by, loves found, loves lost, innocence, baby steps, things forgotten, things remembered. I posted on FB trying to find out the name of my first grade teacher. Boy did that stir up a lively conversation which included old (literally) friends, out of touch friends, associates, and even people I didn't spend any time with. Talk about "things remembered!" What is your first memory? For a long time I had a memory that involved fear and the world changing into a blur of colors. I loved that blur, despite the fear. When I was a bit older and understood language a whole lot better, I suddenly was able to make the association of the memory with an experience I was having at the time. It was winter and I was sledding. My memory was probably of the first time I went sledding. The whole world tilted again with that memory and being able to put words of explanation to it. There have been other times in my life when I felt the sensation of the world tilting or slipping, but none of them are as pleasant or exhilarating. I had kind of sinking feeling last fall during the election campaign....but that was a whole different thing! Go Figure!
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