Our memories may be happy or sad, joyful or tearful or just plain funny. Sometimes they are of 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.
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. or a different part of the country. All of these are worthy of recording.
I am currently in Tauranga on the East Coast of the North Island dogsitting for a friend while she skis in Canada. You may remember this little dog. Back in 2013 following the death of Miss Lotte, I was given a poodle by an acquaintance, but then I decided to go to Florence so Bella was left with a friend and here she has remained. So we dog- share and whenever I feel the need of some dog time, I come to visit her. So more memories being made of time spent with friends in this lovely part of our country and particularly with this little dog.
And now I should like to share a memory of some 20 years ago. I wrote this in February 2012 and I still laugh about it. Funny now but not at the time. I’m not the only one.
And for my friends in the Northern Hemisphere from a beautiful hot, sunny Tauranga