A Moment Of Life

At that time in your life, you were experiencing what it means to feel loved, protected and a child with no worries.

Carefree days of childhood! I long for them too sometimes. I like to "wake myself up" by imagining what it was like for my parents at that time. Couldn't have been easy. Lots of kids, lots of responsibilities for them. Someone had to "hunker down" and be the adults.

I get those moments, too, when there are parts of my childhood I would like to return to. Overall, no, I wouldn't. There was a lot of heartache and issues going on. But not all of it. Moments with best friends and school, some times with family, too. Despite everything, I was loved while growing up. That feeling of having to be an adult has been with me for too long, though. I think I finally settled into it about fifteen years ago.

Childhood memories are some of the strangest ever. Some things so clear and vivid, and others dreamlike and vague. And I marvel at how we can gloss over the bad parts of it in our heads. They are horrific, but we push past them like we push past the taste of brussels sprouts or how long that car trip was. We remember the glory of childhood instead of the hard parts. Sometimes I wish I could find a way to do that as an adult...gloss over the sad times and focus on the happy ones.

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Thank you for your story. I could picture you and your pigtails and your smile. I had the same pigtails and smile when I was a girl. I was a city girl, but my grandparents lived in a small town, and my grandfather had land out in the boonies. He had a farm, where he grew the most amazing vegetables. No one had trouble getting us to eat his vegetables. And he had a cow. My cousins and my brother and I would spend the day helping him on his farm or feeding the cow. Sometimes the cow would have a calf with her. Or we would just roam free and make up games. We would have a picnic lunch. And then mid afternoon, when it got too hot, we would leave. He would take us to the store on the way home that had one of those coke machines that you described. And you are right - colder than anything on earth. I think that's what brought the memory back for me. Thank you. It was a good memory to relive. :)

Thank you for sharing you story. I enjoyed you story and it reminded me of almost different world.

I was wondering what is it about living like that made you happy. I vaguely can understand but not clearly. You mentioned "sense of belonging". Do you think if you had that now as back then you'll be happy?

I like this post - I like the story. I acually enjoyed my childhood even though we didn't have a lot of money, we got by and had food, heat, and a few of life's pleasures. My father was a hard working factory laborer and my mom would would small, part time jobs when we were in school. I would not have changed anything. I seem to each day think about my past and where I have come from. I actually miss it - times were much simpler, people were nicer and our small farm was a wonderful place to be up on that old 40 acre sandy hill. We would go swimming at my grandparents house which was 4 miles away - we would go there often. I had some good friends that I grew up with. Our neighbors were very good people. I remember many of the sunsets and sunrises there - it was a very beautiful place to grow up. We played in the fields and rode bike down the dirt roads (no traffic). We would hike in the woods. It was so nice ! It was if we were already in heaven !