Memories fade

Another Blast from my Past. It made me smile when I reread it. I hope it makes you smile and remember fondly those in your past.

 

 

When I was a child the world was my oyster and I was always shucking for pearls. I had a wonderful childhood. Unfortunately I have noticed that some of my memories are starting to fade. That is a very sad thing. But you have to understand not everything I did as a child or youth deserves to be remembered. Trust me there are quite a few things I would prefer to forget. I would if I could but I can’t so I won’t.

We have reached that time of year when we celebrate our parents. (Something we should do every day kids!) I find that I’m forgetting things. I forget the way it felt when my father used to pick me up when I fell asleep in the car. I was a small child and I would inevitably snooze in the back seat. I would be half awake when he picked me up and I can remember nuzzling against his chin. He smelled so safe, so warm. But I can’t remember how his arms felt. It was more than 50 years ago and we are not computers. Some things will fade.

As I was growing up my mother always made me my favourite meal on my birthday. It was seafood crepes with a pecan pie for dessert. I’ve forgotten what the crepes tasted like. I’ve had other crepes since but I haven’t had hers in probably 25 or 30 years. Probably haven’t thought about them in that amount of time either.

But on Mother’s Day and Father’s Day I remember. I remember them every day. And I miss them. We all have had people in our lives that we miss when they are gone.  I believe that my mother is sitting on my shoulder with a grin on her face saying: “tsk tsk tsk, do you really want that second cookie?” I can see my father out of the corner of my eye: hands in his pockets, wearing a knit vest, smiling and shaking his head “damn kids”. We were loved. I have not stopped loving my parents since I lost them. And I haven’t really lost them as they are a part of me. They made me, they helped me become the person I am today. Thanks Mom, thanks Dad. I love you.

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18 thoughts on “Memories fade

  1. Murphy's Law

    Pam, this clearly was written straight from your heart. Beautifully expressed. We may struggle recalling childhood memories of those we love in our mind, but those memories will never leave our hearts. What a handsome couple! I think you have a parent on each shoulder and how proud they must be of their daughter! Lovely tribute to them.
    🔹 Ginger 🔹

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  2. Chi!

    So sweet.
    It’s funny how we felt so secured with our parents until we grew a little bit more and suddenly felt we’re big enough to take care of ourselves.

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