Finding Myself Again.

Its hard to believe sometimes isn't it? I really have to say that I am glad I started this blog o' mine. I started to read through some of the first entries I had. There were few, but they had so much meaning and so much happiness. If I hadn't written them, would I have remembered those feelings I had? Would I have remembered the journey from there to here?

Having gone down memory lane, I realize now just how unhappy I've been. I notice as the blog goes on that I bitch more and write about the joys of life and captured memories less. Which was the purpose of starting this blog. It was my own self discovery. I wrote about photographs and what they meant to me. I wrote about happy days and the pride I felt for who I knew and where I lived. Then I started to talk about books. Which is another great joy in my life. Reading has always brought joy to my heart. Its the thrill of falling without the fear, its the feeling you have during your first kiss, its the magic of being young again. Both photography and books give me this feeling. I think I need to take a lesson from myself and learn to write like that again. Remember who I am.

Here goes.

I finished a novel by Lisa See titled Snow Flower and the Secret Fan. I really am a fan of stories like this. Its set in China during the 1800's and is an easy story to relate to. Who hasn't had a deep friendship torn apart by a misunderstanding? They use a secret writing caledl Nu Shu, a language based phonetically created by a lonely young girl. It was a language known and taught only to women so that they may send messages and letters to sworn sisters, their natal families, and their "Old-Sames" without the prying eyes of men.

An old woman tells of her relationship with her "old-same," their arranged marriages, and the joys and tragedies of motherhood—until a terrible misunderstanding written on their secret fan threatens to tear them apart. With the detail and emotional resonance of Memoirs of a Geisha , Snow Flower and the Secret Fan delves into one of the most mysterious and treasured relationships of all time—female friendship.

Of course, this is coming from the girl who enjoyed Memoirs of a Geisha despite its "Factual inaccuracies". I , as I have mentioned before, look more at the entertainment aspect of a story not how accurate it is. If it is believable and a good story, it is enjoyable. So, If you enjoyed Memoirs I highly recommend this book to you. Its an emotional ride.