Monday, February 14, 2011

Perfect Moment Monday

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between. For more Perfect Moments, go HERE

I wish my memory was better (part of the reason why I blog and scrapbook). Looking over photo albums (nothing like death to make one go over your memories). I am looking at them alone up in my bedroom. I smile and I remember. And I think of those times when I took for granted a game of 500 Rummey, sweet peas and tunafish sandwiches. Or organ playing where I got to play with the peddles/paddles. Or singing of songs (some of which I cannot remember, some I sing to my children). I remember squirrels and roses and visits to campus. I remember that my brother has ALWAYS been a Ham on camera...and that at some point my parents were happy together. I remember bike riding with my gang of friends up and down the neighborhood....memories flood my mind, just little snippets, but they are there.

I then realize that I am doing something wrong. And I go downstairs. With each child sitting next to me, I go over the album again. Memories need to be shared.

Photobucket

4 comments:

Lavender Luz said...

I love the idea of you as a bridge between the generations before you and the ones after you.

My condolences on your loss. My best to your family.

Kristin said...

Oh Delenn, I love the idea of you sharing your memories. I am so sorry to hear about your loss. {{{Hugs}}} and prayers.

Mrs. Gamgee said...

I'm so sorry for your loss...

I have very fond memories of sitting with my mom, making her retell the family stories as we went through the photo albums.

Chris said...

So true - much better shared. I too, blog because my memories would otherwise slip away.

Hope your memories will comfort you in your time of sorrow.

Never Normal...

Things are never totally stable in my house...boring is definitely not our thing (well, it CAN be our thing...just not that often). ------...