In my hunt for prompts today, I found a strange one- "write about the color grey". It seems obscure, but I want to attempt it. I invite my dad to follow this prompt with me- since he's a part of what I'm about to write about.
When I think of the color grey, I'm reminded of the colors black and white, primarily. I'm reminded of black and white thinking- happiness vs. sadness, anger vs. peace... I'm reminded of the grey cloud of no emotion that visits from time to time. Grey to me, is not a color. Grey is a state of mind that comes about when all else has left you. Grey comes after times of hardship, to numb you from everything going on in your life. Grey comes when the black hole of sadness swallows you so deep, that you can no longer feel. Grey comes about when your happiness begins to fade away. Grey begins in the same place where your realization of just how insignificant you are in the universe begins. Grey is the emptiness in your heart, in your mind... and the only reason I've bothered to talk about grey for so long is because the color grey reminds me of a conversation I had with my dad awhile ago. Sometime last year, my dad and I were on the way home from one of our late night coffee runs. We had been talking about something emotionally distressing, and we began talking about perception and how emotion can play into perception. I spoke of how my emotions changed from extreme highs to extreme lows quickly, while my dad talked about a shade of grey he seemed to be caught in. The way he described it sounded like emotional numbness, and almost a discontent with where he was at in life. When I think of the color grey, I remember his description- that color grey is something I strive above all else to avoid. I'd like to believe my dad has since pulled himself a bit out of that shade of grey. He seems to be somewhat happier, recently. He's back to making healthier choices in his life, and taking care of himself- and I'm proud of him for it. Right now, he's got a lot to take care of- me, my sister, his work, the house, karate... and he balances it all with grace. Life isn't always easy, but it doesn't last forever- why waste it living in the grey? - Maddie
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