Some people have an abundance of good and bad memories of their
childhood. I am beyond envious of everyone that has them. My childhood memories are scattered and far
between. In fact, sometimes I get think I get confused
if I actually remember a certain event or if I am only remembering through the
stories told by others... or if there are only triggers that brings back some memories.
Today I’m contemplating
the idea of writing a list of things that I’m pretty sure are my own memories. Having old pictures might definitely be a
help... but is that my memory?...… or is it a memory created in my head to explain the
photographs? or... Maybe it is just the photograph's memory.
I'm the cool one, that's not doing all the fun stuff! Just a typical picture of my siblings (and my auntie) acting goofy.
Luckily my baby brother and I both had our own steering wheel...otherwise I'm pretty sure one of us would have been crying. That's another brother following close behind.