When my memory becomes vague,
it’s frustrating and quite a drag.
Words to recall at the tip of my tongue.
Must start over when I’ve only just begun.
Can’t retrieve a word so I look for something new.
As I’m aging its been what I’ve needed to do.
I forget what I’m looking for
but on the way I discover more.
Get side tracked
from what I lack.
Found new thoughts in my memory bag.
Maybe my memory isn’t that vague.
~written by Susan Walz
“The best thing about memories is making them.” ~unknown
“Poor memory is better than bad memories.” Swedish Proverb
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I share my story openly and honestly to educate others and increase the awareness of mental illness, reduce stigma, prevent suicide, to inspire, give hope and let God's love shine through me and touch you.
I finished writing, proofreading and editing my memoir in January of 2019. I am in the process of sending my manuscript to agents and publishers that accept unsolicited maunscripts. I pray my words will turn into a book that will inspire and spark joy and hope in the lives of many. Recovery and healing are possible. I am living proof.
"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." ~Maya Angelou
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