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

[Croix]

Dear Mrs D~

To be able to bring the kid out from inside is a great ability, it's something I find hard.

I'd imagine that even if they laughed most of the people on the beach were just a bit envious. The dogs - well I guess they were just curious 🙂

Ta

Croix

[Doolhof]

Dear Croix and All,

Years ago I worked with children. I thoroughly enjoyed the interaction and joining in with their play.

Finger painting, play dough, dressing up, the sand pit, water play, all great fun.

Maybe you could make yourself some home made play dough Croix. Your wife might have some biscuit cutters. Hours of fun! Put it in the fridge and it will last for ages. You might want to label it though!

How about balloons? Blow a couple up and play aerial ping pong.

Do you have grand children Croix? Kids are a wonderful excuse for having lots of fun! If you do, you might be able to make or buy a kite and fly it with the children.

Cheers all from Mrs. Dools

[blondguy]

I remember in 1969 when I was 9 my dad bought some Kentucky Fried Chicken when the whole family was in a motel in Niagara Falls just a day before relocating to Australia.

My happy memory is my dad asking me late last year (2016) if I could go and buy him a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken. He was 82 and enjoyed every piece of it a few weeks before he passed away.

Its not necessarily the irony...its a very happy moment that our family discussed and he had a good laugh when I reminded him about the motel in Niagara Falls in 1969.

Thankyou for creating such a quality thread where we can share our happy memories

RIP dad x

Paul

[Croix]

Dear Paul~

I very much appreciate your sharing this very precious moment here.

I'm very glad you have such wonderful memories.

Croix

[Just Sara]

Hi dear Croix and all reading;

This is a nice space you've created to remind us not all life is filled with woe...thankyou. I get little snippets of lovely memories when I'm here.

I received a call last night from my little sister who informed me she'd finally been successful in challenging a bully manager in her workplace after many yrs of punishing treatment. It gave me more relief than happiness to hear her words. I pondered this as it struck me as unusual.

Growing up with the same parents, in the same home, facing very similar issues as adults and now both in recovery, I thought I'd be jumping for joy at her news.

I remember when she was born; I thought she was the most perfect little human on the planet. I adored her big blue eyes and special smile and promised I'd always look after her as her big sister with pride. (Even though I was only 5)

She walked at 8 months old which looked quite odd seeing a 'baby' toddling around getting into cupboards etc. My dad taught her by making her hold a knot he'd made at the end of a rope and slowly inching it towards himself.

Her teeth came thru early and she talked up a storm while other babies were still goo-ing and gar-ing. (I believe her IQ is around 150!) I used to watch her sleep as my little heart filled with joy thinking she was 'my' sister and as perfect as could be.

As time went on, 'life' happened...

Talking on the phone last night, it was as if she'd finally come of age and fought back on her own. The helplessness I'd felt as her protective big sister all her life seemed to drain from me. My perfect little sis didn't need me anymore.

It took me a while to understand why 'relief' was my first response. I didn't realise just how much I worried about her until now; 52 years later. I feel like a proud parent.

I 'am' proud of her achievement for sure. And now I'm proud of me for encouraging and supporting her all these yrs to finally become powerful in her own right.

Anyway, just wanted to share my story.

Sez

[Croix]

Dear Sez~

It took me a while to understand why 'relief' was my first response.

That really is a deep and insightful happy memory. Happy on several levels, your sister's situation has improved, that she dealt with it, and not only do you have little release from responsibility but also have a great deal of understanding of yourself. Plus also your kindness and love in protecting her all these years until she was ready.

Your words are something we can all look at here and reflect

So thank you

Croix.

[Quercus]

That was a beautiful story Sara. Thank you for sharing it with us.

As crap as today was there were happy moments.

Sitting on the floor making a nappy 'cake' while Mr 4 and Miss 2 put every single hairclip in my hair. Mr 4 put a purple flower in his hair, looked at me and said... "I'm stunning!". I had to smile and agree.

The summer flies are harrassing our German Shepherd's ears already so I got the antiseptic/repellent spray out and sprayed the usual target areas. I had to smile at a big German Shepherd with hot pink ears and pink spots. He looks stunning too.

Hubby shaved his hair short. I love it. We sat together after the kids were asleep and my hands had a mind of their own sneaking up to run through the prickles.

[Just Sara]

Thanks Croix 🎶

It's nice what you wrote.

I copied my words and emailed them to my sis with sentiments of current feelings. She emailed back with a beautiful response.

She still has amazing blue eyes, a special smile and a sense of wonder despite her past.

You're right Croix. There's much to learn from our love for each other.

Sez xo

[Croix]

Dear Nat~

I've just read your post about your 'crap' day and was wracking my brains to say something to help you put it in proportion. Well, I guess I don't have to:)

Your resilience and common sense has lead you to think on the much happier (and more important in the long term) parts of that day.

An example of what we all should try to do

Croix

[Just Sara]

Me too Nat;

Sorry for not acknowledging you my sweet. Btw...what's a nappy cake? It sounds um...well...delicious??

LOL

Have a great weekend people! 🙂

Sez xo