From my window I could see the water lapping upon the shore, hear the surf hitting the land, smell the salty water. I was here to relax, to enjoy time by myself, to take time to reflect upon the last year that held so many feelings and memories. So I sat. I watched the water move by itself. I thought of all the days I have lived, the people who I have loved, and the things I have done. There is some regret and some sadness but today is the day I will open my eyes to a new beginning.
Taking a very long breath heaving a deep and lowsigh getting a glimpse of the shape low as it sidles on by I’m fraught with a moment of fear that leads to a feeling of loss thrust in my brain like a chisel stuck like a rock full of moss The gap in my memory reveals the being that might be my love brought back to life in my heart fitting my heart like a glove the thoughts fill the calm with a murmur and shift through my nerves like a sieve wishing he’d be back beside me wishing he’d come back to live.
The Cat in the Hat knew the mom would be mad if she saw all the toys and goodies he had. He tried to keep quiet and out of her way to keep her distracted was the way he could stay.
He started with smiles and a proud, firm handshake His brow started sweating, she would know it was fake All he had to get by was this first “How d’ya do?” Then to get to the kids, just he and those two.
So he started to walk on his back legs to show that he knew that his back was the rude way to go. The mother was pleased by the Cat’s gentle tone She was happy to leave the three of them all alone.
The Cat took his bag and all the tricks he had found The comics and posters and the car with the sound He spread them all out on the rug in the room He had his own bag and could clean with his broom.
The kids were so happy to see all his stuff He wondered if they thought there wasn’t enough. But for hours they played without one single fight A perfect fun day led to a quite tired night.
How do you remember moments in your life – what is your process for bringing your memories back to life?
Do you think the memories you have of your life from your yesterdays are an honest recollection – or do you think that they change with every re-telling?
in your opinion how deep is your long termmemory?
What are some of yourvery first memories?
Funny that this is the question today…David loves looking at pictures, he does it all the time. I found that I have a hard time sometimes just because of all the loses I have had. Memories, especially this time of year, are hard for me. Yes, they bring about good memories but they also bring sadness knowing that some of them are the only memories I will ever have. I think when I want to remember I try to envision myself in the moment I am trying to think of. This helps me think with clarity. If I can recall myself in the situation I feel like my recollections are quite accurate. That being said, it’s all my interpretation isn’t it?
I can recall things from when I was probably three or four years old. I remember going to a babysitter’s house and sitting on the top bunk of the bunkbed they had. I remember a different babysitter that had hens and I was allowed to go look for eggs. I also remember she had channel 56 on her television and that channel had all the good cartoons during the week! Bugs Bunny, Sylvester and Tweety…I remember the first day of school in my new kindergarten class and being scared out of my mind but my friend Sarah dragged me in and told me it was fun. We had chocolate milk for snack. I have tons of bits and pieces and it is fun when all of a sudden I remember something totally new. Who knows if the memories are accurate? I don’t have anyone to really confirm one way or another. That’s life…
Welcome to the sixth edition of the Throwback Thursday Memory BlogHop where we take on a nostalgic object, event, or memory and blog about it. It’s the last Thursday of September. Hopefully we will be having cooler days, which in my book means more inside time and more time to blog. Maggie, From Cave Walls, and I alternate posting a blog with the title Throwback Thursday – subject of the week. (This week my subject is memories of gift giving or receiving.)
When I first read this I had a few things come to mind immediately but I think I can organize it in my head best if I think about some of the people who gave gifts and how it felt to receive them.
My son: It has been over two years since my son passed away and although it never gets easier, it is easier for good memories to surface. This memory, although not necessarily good, makes me laugh. First let me start by saying I am one of those people who try to find gifts to match the person. I will recall conversations or think about things that person likes, just to get the “right” gift. So every year, for as many as I can remember actually, I would purchase gifts for my kids throughout the year, whenever I found something that I thought they would like. I did go off their lists to Santa but then they stopped writing to him and apparently guessed that Santa knows all! Now picture this…Christmas morning, the family sitting by tree, the kids handing out gifts one at a time. Now it is Joey’s turn to open his gift…. “Do you like it?” I would ask. He would shrug and say something like, “yeah, I guess I used to but...” and then my tears would flow. It got to the point that my daughter used to tell him to act happy with his gifts “so mom doesn’t have to cry”. It sounds sort of awful but if you knew Joey, you’d see how it was just him and I loved him for it!
My daughter: Lindsay sort of took after me when it came to gift giving, always looking for the perfect gift. Two years ago, after losing my husband/her dad, we had some rocky times. We talked often and worked through a lot and became very close. It was that year that she gave me one of those little wooden signs that you put on your shelf that said, You’re the mom everyone wishes they had! Talk about tears!
David: David and I had been together almost a year when we celebrated my birthday (for the first time together), that was two years ago. His birthday is only 12 days after mine and it was one of those things where you don’t really know what to buy for the other person because maybe you haven’t lived together long enough to get something they can use around the house or maybe you just don’t know what the perfect gift would be. That year, two years ago, I had gone to see my father and when I came home David told me he had a gift for me. I had just gotten home and he kept insisting I bring up my suitcase first to the bedroom. I didn’t feel like dealing with the suitcase but I finally just gave in. When I walked into my room there he was, Beary, my sweet guinea pig! Oh, how I love guinea pigs! I guess I had talked about the ones I had over the years so David decided to take the chance and get me one. I loved it! The best part of all is that one of the reasons I didn’t have any guinea pigs for so long was that I was the only one who liked the piggies and I guess it didn’t seem like something practical to buy for myself. Woo hoo! I still have Beary and his brother, Oreo, who we bought a few months later to keep Beary company.
Other really special gifts I have received are my dragonfly pottery and dishes from Mary and so many other things I can’t even list them all. I can’t really think of the best gift I’ve given…some have been great, others just ordinarily good.
I am not new to Song Lyric Sunday as a reader, but I am as a participant. Having fun with it last week I wanted to join in again. Here is my take on the theme…the first song that popped into my head
“Give Me One Reason”
Give me one reason to stay here And I’ll turn right back around Give me one reason to stay here And I’ll turn right back around Said I don’t want to leave you lonely You got to make me change my mind
Baby I got your number, oh, and I know that you got mine You know that I called you, I called too many times You can call me baby, you can call me anytime You got to call me
Give me one reason to stay here And I’ll turn right back around Give me one reason to stay here And I’ll turn right back around Said I don’t want leave you lonely You got to make me change my mind
I don’t want no one to squeeze me, they might take away my life I don’t want no one to squeeze me, they might take away my life I just want someone to hold me, oh, and rock me through the night
This youthful heart can love you, yes, and give you what you need I said, This youthful heart can love you, oh, and give you what you need But I’m too old to go chasing you around Wasting my precious energy
Give me one reason to stay here Yes and I’ll turn right back around Give me one reason to stay here Ooh and I’ll turn right back around Said I don’t want leave you lonely You got to make me change my mind
Baby just give me one reason, Give me just one reason why Baby just give me one reason, Give me just one reason why I should stay Said I told you that I loved you And there ain’t no more to say
Back in the day, right out of college, I spent all my time with my closest friends, Scott and Eric. Heather was almost always there and Bill, too. After having dinner and continuing drinks on many-a-night I would somehow find this song and drag everyone into the fun…
Hot, Hot, Hot Lyrics
“Hot Hot Hot”
olay olay olay olay olay olay olay olay
feeling hot hot hot feeling hot hot hot feeling hot hot hot feeling hot hot hot
my mind’s on fire my soul’s on fire feeling hot hot hot party people all around me feeling hot hot hot what to do on a night like this music sweet I can’t resist we need a party song so with a rum bum bum let me rum bum bum bum
CHORUS olay olay olay olay olay olay olay olay let me rum bum bum bum let me rum bum bum bum feeling hot hot hot feeling hot hot hot
see people rocking yeah people jamming feeling hot hot hot keep the spirit come on let’s do it feeling hot hot hot hands in the air celebration time the music can’t erase you mind we have this party song a fundamental jam so we can rum bum bum bum yeah we rum bum bum bum
people in the party hot hot hot people in the party hot hot hot people in the party hot hot hot people in the party hot hot hot