List Friday - Twelve Minutes
This week's list suggestion at Pomegranates and Paper is To list Six Minutes You'd like to Erase and Six Minutes You'd like to Relive (or vice-versa)... Let's see...
- The minute I left a diary where a friend could find it and read something I didn't want her to read. It got repaired, but...
- The moment I gave the constructive criticism a friend had asked for, and I realised - split second - I hadn't thought it through, hadn't realised the sensitivity involved. Never really repaired
- The split-second glance that caught sight of him with her. Never erased.
- The moment I decided to tell my father something important without checking first had he had a drink. He'd forgotten by morning, but I didn't know until years later that he didn't recall the conversation.
- One friend's secret I shared with another friend. Risked both friendships. Repaired.
- There is a sixth. I cannot find a way to describe it here.
- 6.52 a.m. 20/5/86 Open your eyes, says the midwife, and my eyes are open to catch the first glimpse of my son. That moment.
- My son has learned to count to ten. I am proud. But when he tells me "I love you FOURTEEN, Mummy!", I know how big a thing that is. How big that love. It's as high as the stairs in our house, that love.
- July evening, 1991, plane touching down Tel Aviv, and Israel is glowing in a peach-pink sunset. Holy Land. I am a pilgrim.
- One moment of prayer, indescribable sensation of becoming a tiny thing in an infinite universe.
- My mother is sitting on a garden seat surrounded by flowers, peacefully enjoying the sun. I come along the path. She glances up. She smiles.
- My sister pulls up and jumps out of the car, puts it in my hand, three hours before the launch... my book. I am published!
Strange exercise, trying to isolate the moments. It was easier to identify the ones to relive than those I'd wish to erase. Do you have moments you'd like to share?