Defining Moments

So the next couple of posts are from journals i kept from my time abroad


I heard once that life is just one moment after another, now that I’m half a century old I’m starting to think about what exactly that means and more importantly what it means to me. I’ve had a few defining moments through the years the biggest moment was the one when I knew for sure that things would never be the same and that they would never be like they were; How are you supposed to respond in a moment when you know that childhood is fleeting and adulthood is pressing.

What is in a moment? I still find myself asking that question and the only thing that I can come up with is that a moment can only be truly defined by the person or people in it. So what will my defining moment be? I’ve had many but none that define me and that’s because I refuse to be definable by any moment. I suppose I just contradicted myself since I have been talking about moments and how they affect my life. I think I am going to need to have a few more moments before I can tackle this again