Our memories may be happy or sad, joyful or tearful or just plain funny. Sometimes they are of an earth-shattering moment – I clearly remember when Neil Armstrong walked on the moon. On July 20th, 1969 I was sitting in the Holiday Inn at Dorval in Montreal and I watched spellbound as a man walked onto the moon.
I remember the day Jack Kennedy was shot in Dallas and I was living in Scotland, and then the horror of his brother Bobby Kennedy being gunned down in Los Angeles in 1968. At that time I was living in Auckland, New Zealand.
Memories may be of such momentous events, or a special event in our lives; a wedding, birth of first child or grandchild, or even the unimaginable death of a loved one, but mostly our memories are of our everyday life and this is what we need to record and preserve. What happened to us and how our lives have been changed by what has happened.
My father told me I could be and do anything I wanted. That has had a profound effect on my life and how I have lived it. Many memories are of Father and his influence.
And getting back to everyday activities. A visit to a friend, spending time with a friend’s dog, a walk in the park, meeting new people and making new friends, moving to a new country. All of these are worthy of recording.
So I encourage you all to make memories every day and to record them in whatever form best suits you. Your blog is a good place to start or as I have a Memory Book. This will be left for my grandchildren so that after I am no longer with them, they will have some idea about the life of their grandmother and grandfather.
” To live in lives we leave behind is not to die”
Judith Baxter 1938 –