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Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge: My Favorite Memory

It’s time again for the Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge hosted by Long and Short Reviews.
Today’s topic is: My Favorite Memory and Why
This was HARD. Honestly (and this might just be human nature) I have a tendency to remember the negative things more than the positive ones. And I don’t want to say the obvious things (yanno, my wedding, the birth of my daughter) so … Hmm …
How about a few? Because, like always (and potato chips), I can’t have just one:
First thing that popped into my mind that wasn’t unhappy was my dad teaching me to connect chives like a really long straw. That’s it… the extent of the memory. It was when he still lived with us (my parents divorced when I was very young) so I was probably around 3 y.o. which is likely why the memory is so small.
Another one was when I had the lead in our senior production (yes, I was a drama nerd). There was a part in the show when I grow a spine and tell off someone who was just horrible to my character. It’s this speech that starts small and then BAM! has this great, impactful line at the end. And the first night I performed it in front of an actual audience, I got a standing ovation. Even better, it was the night my dad came and he told me after how proud he was of me.
And lastly, possibly one of my happiest memories (and I wish I could have recorded it somehow) is really more a series of memories. You wouldn’t know it now because my kid is NOT a morning person, but when she was small, she would wake up singing. I’d be lying in bed with the baby monitor nearby and my alarm clock was her voice, just happily singing away when she woke up. She was an amazingly happy child and it was the best way to wake up every day.
How about you? Can’t WAIT to read your memories!

This Post Has 10 Comments

  1. Ha! You used the chip metaphor, too. We’ve been friends for too long.
    Love these memories. I’m glad you were a drama nerd. They’re the best. 🙂

  2. The night your dad came and told you how proud he was… love that, Marianne. So special. And you scored a standing ovation too!!
    Lovely memories. Thanks for sharing them with us.

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