The things we most remember
I have a secret that only my husband and a few others know. I love old-school country western music, not the stuff from the past 25 years, but the really old stuff. I love listening to Ronnie Milsap, Conway Twitty, Loretta Lynn, and others that my mom used to play when I was young.
Whenever I hear them, I am often transported to my happiest childhood memories: my mom dancing me around the living room. I was talking to my mom about this the other day when I called. There are a lot of things about my childhood that I would rather forget, and while I cannot, I will always have those happy memories of my mom every time I hear certain songs. In some ways, it almost cancels out all the things that I would rather forget.
Of course, this has got me wondering: what kind of memories am I leaving for my children? Yes, I sometimes yell too much, but will they remember those memories most, or will they remember the stupid songs I make up to get them to laugh or the time Mommy decorated cookies with them and did a worse job than they did. I hope it is the good memories like the ones I have of my mommy swinging me around the room to country music, the Beach Boys, or some good old CCR.
What do you remember most about your parents when you were young? What do you want your kids to remember about you?