{"id":11026,"date":"2015-06-28T14:52:45","date_gmt":"2015-06-28T20:52:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/?p=11026"},"modified":"2016-04-20T12:42:17","modified_gmt":"2016-04-20T18:42:17","slug":"art-and-memory","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2015\/06\/art-and-memory\/","title":{"rendered":"Art and Memory"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As I have worked on the story of our family I&#8217;ve read journals, handled baby clothes, played music, and sifted through gifts from my children to awaken memories. I have seen how the arts have a power over memory that my conscious efforts don&#8217;t. I listened to an album from Paige&#8217;s childhood and the music didn&#8217;t bring back many concrete memories, but a yearning and a sweet ache. Feelings aren&#8217;t always nonsense. They can teach things that concrete objects can&#8217;t. My history isn&#8217;t just a chronology, it&#8217;s also emotion and motives not easily explained.<\/p>\n<p>Music reminds me that there is a reality beyond memory that is sweet and real. Many details of motherhood are lost to me because I was tired and I didn&#8217;t write everything down. Music helps me remember what my mind cannot: how it felt to draw myself out to my children. It reminds me of unfiltered vulnerability and sacrifice, which are some of the ways I have loved.<\/p>\n<p>Words, harnessed and molded, also help me understand my blessings. If I capture moments in words, they become objects of gratitude. Blessings multiply before my mind as I record Mark&#8217;s funny quotes, or the times when Timothy walked around the pool talking to the plants when he was a baby. Blessings take the form of the sparkle in Paige&#8217;s eyes when she danced and showed us her magnificent spirit on stage, or when Daniel, completely disarmed after a week away from home, gave me a long hug when he returned. These little things become pillars of memory as I take time to record them. It&#8217;s not just the big events that matter. Now recorded in words, these little memories are a testament to the blessings of having children; of the blessing of being alive.<\/p>\n<p>Why make the effort to write? I want to be a voice that champions family. I want my family to know they are my favorite people.<\/p>\n<p>Mothering was something I always wanted to do. It&#8217;s satisfying to me. It involves pain, worry, and frustration, too. It&#8217;s the role I cling to, but must find activities apart from, in order to be successful. Music and writing are those activities, yet they also bring me back to my family. I have an identity outside my titles, roles, and errands, but my role in the family has helped me in every way. I&#8217;m so thankful to be a daughter, sister, wife, and mother.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I have worked on the story of our family I&#8217;ve read journals, handled baby clothes, played music, and sifted through gifts from my children to awaken memories. I have seen how the arts have a power over memory that my conscious efforts don&#8217;t. I listened to an album from Paige&#8217;s childhood and the music &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2015\/06\/art-and-memory\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Art and Memory<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[31,20,4,27],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11026","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-angies-memoir-project","category-life-according-to-angela","category-motherhood","category-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11026","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11026"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11026\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11035,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11026\/revisions\/11035"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11026"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11026"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11026"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}