There are some things that just don’t make any sense to me. I understand how music, or memories, or objects can trigger a moment of sorrow. However, I cannot completely grasp why random words conjure up sadness with such forceful power.
Yesterday, as I was watching a movie, the word laughter was mentioned by one of the characters on the screen. It had such little significance in the overall story line. It was not something that was supposed to stand out. It was just a word slipping through the lips of some unknown person, which had no relevance on my life. But in that moment, the very second that the word floated into air, it was as if a freight train came charging through my mind, zipping down multiple tracks, picking up images of Mama laughing. It left me winded, confused, overwhelmed and crying.
I get how the word connected to the images creates a reaction. I just can’t fathom how the brain just plucks instances out of nowhere and decides it’s time to release a bit of emotion. It was such a dormant moment in time. Maybe that’s why. Possibly, when the body is at complete relaxation and rest, it allows the subconscious to grasp onto anything it wants to and the imagination to conjure up that which is floating just below the surface of consciousness.
Whatever it may be, I embrace it. It allowed me a moment in time to imagine sweet snapshots of Mama….and that is always a welcome invitation.