Monumental days are the stuff dreams are made of.
Are the stuff monuments are built for. Are the stuff people pray for. Some think it's money that we all long for, but really - it is connection. Fulfillment. Enlightenment. Purpose. It is how we dream when we are awake. How we live our wildest dreams.
Monumental days come and go. Some don't seem like anything special, until something happens that turns a world upside down. Maybe a letter, a news, a post. Maybe a death, a job offer, a proposal.
Monumental days unite us all. Because we all have them. We all long for them. We all dread them. We all deal with them every year. Whether it is in the cemetery, or at a candlelight dinner, or as a passing thought before night time. 'Remember when...? Remember when....'
I'd like to build a monument for monumental days. Because they too have significance: They stand tall through the test of time. They make their marks on our fickle minds. They unite us. In love, in pain and in between.
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
Header Art: Daniel Landerman