Often when we see things people have written that entertain us it is because the writer is healing themself or herself through the writings he or she writes. And also hopes that you are healed by what they wrote that healed them too.
So, often as you write to heal yourself you might heal others too.
I was an only child so that when people died often I had nowhere to turn to. This was especially true in the 1950s when I grew up from age 2 to 12 years old in 1960. Children were to be seen and not heard. Why did they treat us like this?
From here it is hard to see. But for hundreds of years if people had 10 children often 5 of them died before 12. This was just the way it was for people for thousands of years. Or then there were wars and men and boys as young as 12 often died in these wars. So, even if they survived childhood maybe the 5 who died in childhood then maybe 2 of the children died in wars as young men or boys too.
When I was growing up it was pretty normal for poor 15 year old girls to be living with 40 to 45 year old men. Why?
Because their parents beat them up or were bad to them in all sorts of ways. So, it was easier to move out and to live with a man 35 to 45 years old and drop out of high school for them. And sometimes they stayed with these men the rest of their lives. I met several women like this in the 1950s and 1960s.
However, this might be a lot less true now because of AIDS more than anything else.
So, I'm writing to heal myself of my experiences I'm writing about right now. To experience all these things first hand was very traumatic just like the Viet Nam war was very traumatic for my generation because our friends who were not smart enough to get good grades enough to not get drafted often were dead the first week or two when they were in Viet Nam after getting drafted.
So, all the dead boys my age caused my best friend in high school to get a jet engine certification at Glendale College so he could join the air force and not die on the front lines of the Viet Nam war the first week he was there too.
This was the world I grew up into myself.
At least I didn't have to die in a nuclear war like people told me I would in the 1950s from 5 to 10 years old.
By the time I was 14 or 15 I hoped I wouldn't get drafted and go to Viet nam myself. However, I knew since I was raised to be patriotic that if I was asked to go I would have gone and died for my country.
However, luckily my father knew I should have a 4F so he called me from Glendale to Santa Fe New Mexico where I was in a church school there for my senior year in high school. He told me to go to the post office on my birthday to register for the draft which I was legally required to do at age 18. So, I did this but I also did what he told me to do that by saying I might need a medical deferment like he wanted me to. So, I got a medical deferment for EVER being drafted unless the mainland was attacked by another nation. So, I could go to college or get married or whatever else I wanted to do so I didn't have to die in Viet Nam like many boys my age.
Write to heal yourself of traumas you grew up with and in healing yourself you might heal others too.
By God's Grace
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