tapestry

There was an overwhelming amount of noise, excitement and, physical pain for some. If somebody asked me to draw to room I was born in I would have a lot of trouble, because I can’t remember, I’ve never spent much time in a hospital room, especially one of that era. I can guess what I might have looked like. There were probably a lot of primitive computer screens displaying incalculably valuable information. Just as there would be today, just better technology.
            The next life-changing event that would my grandmother died. I met her many times, but I really don’t remember any of them. Any memories that I have a not my own, just me visualizing stories that had been told to me so many times that I can picture them as my own memories. She was holding me, when I was about one week of age. Two weeks after that she died of cancer. I never was old enough to remember meeting her but I know where in what room in what chair of the old family house that I’ve been to many times. It was an armed chair that had some abrasive green fabric that almost resembled a horse blanket.
            The next one was my first Christmas. Once again having no memories of such an event I can only imagine what any of this may have looked like. I know what Christmas looks like and I can sort of imagine what may have been different 14 years ago in comparison to Christmases I know now. I don’t remember the things I got but they were only useful to me as an infant.
            Another major event in my life was my first day of middle school at Cab Calloway School of the Arts I can still remember looking at the tiles and feeling like I was in my basement. I was so excited to be there. This school was the best life decision I was yet to make. I remember running late because my bus hadn’t come.