M is for Memories

Memories magically motivate.


Memories come to my mind sometimes very unexpected.


This morning while eating cake and drinking coffee with my love, I was suddenly reminded on a quiz I took in 3rd grade where I copied the answer to one question from another girl. This memory came to me, because we were looking at very old school material from me, math and german from 1st grade. My writing still is as unreadable as at this time, but my drawing skills got better, but only slightly. It’s nice to have things like photos, drawings, tickets or stuffed animals to remind you of long forgotten things. At times though it’s not a “thing” that brings back memories but a sound, melody or certain scent.

One of my fondest childhood memories is my granddad telling stories of his life to my cousin, my brother and me. He’s now 87 years old and I still love to listen to him. He knows so much and has experienced so many things, I’m grateful that he’s still able to share all this with us. He even wrote down all these “good night stories” and filled 4 or 5 books by now. His memories will still be here with us, when one day he won’t be anymore.


I wonder how memory works. Why can we remember some things so clear and others only as a feeling? Why do they sometimes come back at such unexpected times?


What is your fondest childhood memory? Do you have a box somewhere filled with all the small memorabilia from the past?

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  • #1

    LynneInPborough (Montag, 20 April 2015 08:17)

    I have some memories which repeat over and over and others which I get a glimpse of when they're triggered. Your granddad's done a wonderful thing by recording his.

  • #2

    marie (Freitag, 01 April 2016 15:28)

    He died last month and now i'm even more grateful for his love, his stories and his recordings.