One that came to mind involves a conversation I had with my mom. I had been having flashes of my childhood. Scary ones where I was frightened, hiding, and protective. I knew I had gone through a trauma and wanted to hear the story. I can't tackle what I can't see.
So I asked.
I chose a happy photo of my mom even though I am sure it was hard for her to tell the story. She lived it too and reliving it must have been hard. It wasn't a happy story to hear, but I still wanted there to be positive on the page.
I used the star to symbolize the fact that this conversation was an important moment in my life. I wanted it all to make sense and it did. All because my mom told me a story.
I decided to journal in pieces, putting words in all the different boxes. These were defining moments and putting them into literal boxes showed that. I acknowledged the fact that I appreciated her bravery for telling and mine for asking. A thank you is deserved.