Chain of Yesterdays

During this recent Holiday Season, René and I viewed a couple of different interpretations of A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. This classic has, for me, the eeriest scene with the arrival of Jacob Marley bound by and lugging heavy chains and weights. When I first saw this story when I was young, on a stage in my small town, I instantly understood the shame one could have by being seen as a chain bearer. Of course, the intricacies of Marley's condition were more understood the...
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During this recent Holiday Season, René and I viewed a couple of different interpretations of A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. This classic has, for me, the eeriest scene with the arrival of Jacob Marley bound by and lugging heavy chains and weights. When I first saw this story when I was young, on a stage in my small town, I instantly understood the shame one could have by being seen as a chain bearer. Of course, the intricacies of Marley's condition were more understood the older I became. I never wished to become a Jacob Marley -- nor an Ebenezer Scrooge. I wished to have all that was good in my Life -- and a pocket full of gold. During the past few decades, I began to equate each day I lived as a link in a chain. Those who have read my diaries will have seen this progression. Today, it is a fantastic, strong, long chain. What astounds me is that this chain is as light as a feather. There is no burden to us by possessing our Life's chain. The chain René and I created is filled, rather, has each link as a memory which we shared. Need I say, again, that we are lucky for most of our memories are good ones? What we consider bad memories have been entwined by joyful ones. Those links upon our chain -- the ones bonding good with the bad -- are the strongest for they had to have the strength to not break our Spirits. In this volume, don't expect to see any Spirits akin to those who visited our Ebenezer Scrooge. Such Spirits will remain in fictions. Within, one sees my thoughts. One sees how we are adapting to our new Home here in Honolulu. One sees many new links added to our Life's chain. Being in Hawai'i, it may be better, in our Future, that I begin to think of our Life's chain as our Life's lei. Instead of metal links, we could have fragrant flowers. I like this thought. And will nurture it. Meanwhile, up to this day, JWGrum has a light, airy, stronger-than-strong chain to wear with Pride. We have been diligent in creating it. Besides, I like chains. They prove to be helpful. What I find to be most helpful is to be truthful. Truth... forgive me. Those who have read my diaries know how easy it is for me to go off on a tangent about Truth and that other concept beginning with a "T." I Shan't, in this introduction, mention that word. Be sure, it appears many ti...(oops!) -- in one hundred seventy-five places in this diary. I will admit that my Truths are my personal beliefs and experiences. They are not (I think, unfortunately) everyone's cup of tea. That's it. For now, I have no more to say.Oh, I do have a question: Have you ever considered your own Life as a Chain of Yesterdays?