Forgotten

In lieu of Josh Kirschenbaum's visit, I set out to find the dark crevices and lost worlds in my life that go unnoticed in the jumble of every day. I spent a few days back at my parents house and reconnected with thoughts and feelings that sometimes seem forgotten.

But is it that I have really forgotten or am just forced to move on with what we call this life? Either way these are moments and memories that go untouched way too long and should be revisited more often.




My mother is a kind lady but never was one to have a lot of friends. A few years ago a lady popped up and spent many days, outings and laughter with my mother. I was so grateful. In 2005 my mother's friend went in for brain surgery. My mother planted these roses after she died and named it after her. Auntie Aida.




My dog was the love of my life. Still is and always will be. I still have all of his favorite bones, balls and toys. I put him down 4 years ago but it feels like yesterday.




My mother's father and my first family dog passed on during the same time in the year 2000. Shortly after my mother returned from the Philippines I saw this little statue in our yard. I think its her way to remember.


Juliette