Store Your Happy Memories Here:

[Croix]

Dear All~

What this place is for:
This thread is a tool, a resource, and also I guess a dash of entertainment.

I’ve found that when life is grim that sometimes thoughts of past happiness can create a chink of light in the grey overwhelming press of down. They can help occupy the mind with lighter reflections.

With that in view I invite people to set down a brief passage describing some happy event they look back to with fondness and peace.

They - and others too - can then return to it when they feel the need to glean a little warmth.

It is not a place for gloomy or dire tales, those can go elsewhere.

What to do:
Just set out, as simply as you like, your recollection of some past experience that means something good to you, something you enjoyed, something from safe times.

It can be, like my story below, anything – from an account of visiting grandparents to simply cooking and eating a melted-cheese sandwich in a favorite kitchen – you get to choose.

How to do it:
Write. Write enough so someone else can feel the mood, know what happened, find the goodness. (stop at 2,500 characters please!)

Grammar, syntax, spelling, punctuation are not compulsory, just write as you can – the only important thing is the content - not literary merit. Short or long - it does not matter.


I hope you enjoy, contribute and find a little distraction here when you need it.

Croix

[Guest_1055]

Kangas memory of his little ones, prompted one in me.

I was baking one day, and I gave the beaters to my little toddler son to lick of all the left over batter. He was sitting on the floor happily and decided to share the beaters with our pet cat.

[Doolhof]

Hi Everyone,

Shell, that is so cute!

Thanks for sharing.

[monkey_magic]

Screams,shouting, laughter. Dagwood dogs,fairy floss,and ice-cream.

Clickedy clack clickedy clack aaaaahhhhh, hold on, that was fast, close eyes, open eyes, scream! Sharp corner aaahhhh...adrenaline pumping, eyes open wide on the rollercoaster.

Bang,scream,monsters,walk slowly, this is a nightmare, get me out of this haunted house.

Up up slowly what a huge view it is up here on the fereswheel.

Laughing at the speed of this rushing circle as we rush around and around backwards, and now forwards, speeding up ahahaha, screams.

In the dodgemcars, jolt, turning the wheel, foot on the accelerater, yay let's hit the car in front, jolt..

Spinning around, going from side to side, the music is loud, more screams..

All in a days fun at the theme park.

[Doolhof]

Hi Everyone,

My happy memory is of waking up one morning and finding my husband had written "I love you" on three oranges and placed them in the middle of the table for me to find when I woke up.

One year on my birthday, my shift working husband had said he wanted to make me breakfast in bed for my special day. I was up at about 6.00 a.m. like usual, then at midday once he was up, put my P.J.s back on, returned to be and had another breakfast!

So cute!

Cheers all from Mrs. D.

[Banjoman]

Hello everyone.

Driving in a small car from Sydney to Perth along Australia's coast, visiting small little towns, beaches, rain-forests to the open salt bush plains. Camping in a tee-pee tent, I would draw pictures at night then wake up to silent world.

[White_Rose]

Lovely memories, all of them.

We had an apple tree in the back garden. My sister, six years older than me, had claimed the tree as hers. She would climb up and sit where the branches fanned out. I had to be helped into the tree, assuming my sister allowed it. Then one day I found I could climb by myself, no sister around. So I sat in tree and surveyed the kingdom very pleased with myself.

[Croix]

Dear Banjoman~

I can picture your silent world. I was in Tassie and camped up in the highlands, on opening the flap I scrambled out to a world of mist and dew, low bushes beaded. I looked out over the lake and saw circles overlapping in the glassy water, a platypus. I got my son out in time to see it to.

Croix

[Quercus]

Thank you everyone the memories have been particularly beautiful today. I think it was the reference to animals but its sparked a few memories some are pretty weird though...

Huge downpour of rain recently. Flooded roads. Driving through red mud. Middle of nowhere. First day of sun. I drive and hubby channel hops through the radio. Singing offkey to something early 90s. I stop the car. Look! Ambling across the road is an echinda. Nice and slow. Not fussed by the car in the slightest. We stop the car and sit on the wet mud road to watch. Enthralled.

Mum and my sister are laughing madly as I open the door. Dad looks mildly irritated and but is laughing too beer in hand. What's up? They crack up again. Show her! Show her! Dad puts a put upon sigh. Fine you don't appreciate anything I do for you. He ushers me out to the shed. To the dog meat freezer. Huh? He looks a little embarrassed. I realise this is important to him. A frozen numbat in a plastic bag. Someone clipped it with their car he says. I'm 50 and have never seen one, thought you might like to see it too. It's beautiful. More so because my Dad took the time to share the experience with us too. I tell him so. He nods and in his quiet way I know he is happy someone understood. Who the hell keeps a frozen numbat in their freezer though Dad? He laughs this time it reaches his eyes.

[kanga_brumby]

Whilst working in a resteraunt as a kitchen hand. Who had to frome time to time help the waiting staff or kitchen doing stuff.

On this occasion, it was a busy Friday night a reguler came in with some other regulers. Now often if they left there coffee on the breakfast counter to go to the phone, or toilet. Someone either another custemer or a member of staff would help the person. By putting salt in there coffee and stiring it in. On this piticuler night the reguler had come in with friends and his wife. He intoduced her and told me to treat her as a reguler. To which I treplyed yes sir. Carrying on with my work. A few minuites later I noticed he had dissapeard asking his wife where he had gone. She indecated he had gone to the phone. I indecated to her to be quiet whilst putting salt in his coffee and stiring it in. She giggled a few moments later I got called out to deal with him. I then asked what his how was his coffee. he looked a litte angry. So I reminded him he told me to treat her as if she was a long time reguler. To which he replied fair cop.

Kanga

[Croix]

Dear Kanga~

I really enjoyed reading your happy memory (probably a bit more than the people you sometimes 'helped' 🙂

Thanks

Croix