Life is such a beautiful thing. I don’t hate my life at all, and I genuinely mean this when I say that I am grateful for every single day that I get to be here and do what I love. So today, I am going to stop and take a second to simply think about all of my favourite memories that make me smile, no matter how many times I reminisce them.
I have so many beautiful memories racked up over the 22 years of my life and I cannot possibly choose just one. But I don’t want to bore you all too much, so I’m going to try to pick out the ones that I hold the dearest to my heart. I am so grateful for the things I have been able to see and experience throughout these years. So I’m going to pick one memory from each stage of my life and hope I can do justice to it.
I think my earliest memory will always be of the little town in which I spent a beautiful part of my early childhood. The place was almost like it was right out a postcard, with roads lined with lush trees bearing guavas and almonds. It was a small community where everybody knew each other; we were all a big family. I remember walking to the lawn at the end of the street with my parents and having a little picnic there whenever the weather was good enough. And on the days we didn’t, Mum and I would prop up our legs on the wall and I’d tell her my nonsensical stories for hours. I don’t remember too much of it, but what I do remember all the warmth and happiness from then.
Another one of my favourite memories from my childhood is when my brother was born. My parents tell me that before my brother, I was a restless and extremely difficult child but that changed after he was born. I was four years old then, and I still remember the day I first saw my baby brother, all pink and bundled up because it was a cold December morning. I must have felt like I was somehow responsible for him because I’ve been told that I quickly became a responsible and doting sister because I had someone who would learn from me.
I don’t think I have any favourite memories from school until my 10th grade. My best friends and I have made some memories that are definitely going to stick with us for a lifetime. All of year 10 was amazing and memorable, but the one I cherish the most is the last day of the school year. We were all very emotional because we knew we were going to be at different schools for years 11 and 12. So my best friends and I sang a bunch of our favourite songs at the top of our voices in the middle of the basketball court, just to take a break from all that crying. It’s such a precious memory that summed up year 10 for all of us.
And finally, I love the way I met some of my best friends ever. I met two of them while dealing with a creepy online troll and somehow, I weirdly thank the troll today because I don’t think I would have ever come across these wonderful people if it wasn’t for that comment thread. I met another one of my best friends in the middle of a mad crowd where, for whatever reason, she chose to ask me of all people for directions and I thank my stars for bringing this wonderful human being into my life. I met another one of my closest friends at a party where, in spite of herself, she walked up to me, a total stranger to say hi. I never believed that the Universe could bring something or someone wonderful to my life and I am so glad to have been proven wrong in this case.
Honestly, I feel so much better after having written this post because it has made me see that there are always pockets of sunshine that will never fade away, and we can always bask in their warmth if we ever need to feel the comfort they give us. So today, if you feel like it, I suggest that you write down some of your favourite memories so that you can read them when you’re having a bad day.
Thank me later!
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