This FOWC was posted back on October 17 but I can’t help but ponder about that day even though I am days late. It was my 54th birthday. And a time to reminisce on past years. I recall as a young child anxiously awaiting to blow out not only the candles on my cake but my growth candle. For those too young to know what that is… it was a candle that was lit each year to burn down to the right age. So, there was a little anticipation to watch the year melt away.
Being the second child, I don’t recall getting a new bike on my birthday… it was always a hand me down after my sister got a new bike. But the bike was new to me. I do recall getting a ukulele one year after my sister had gotten a guitar on her birthday. There were always clothes and books and either Lego’s or Barbies. My birthdays were always special.
As an adult we still gathered for celebrations. We would eat out or order pizza and play games. It was always nice to get a gift, but now it was more about being together with family. Ten years ago I had the first birthday without my Mom there, and this is the second without my Dad too. I worry as the family size shrinks how we may not be able to stay as connected as we were when Mom and Dad were still here. We gathered together this year, but I wonder about the future. And with my daughter getting married and talking of having children of her own, will they have their own traditions and not continue with those we have done for years? It is all a lot to ponder. What are your fondest memories of your birthdays?
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – ponder
I took a walk through my mind To see what was taking up space Memories both good and bad Were scattered all about I found scenes from my childhood Encountered some old friends Watched my daughter being born again Picked up a forgotten dream or two And when I had seen enough I wiped away the tears Because there really is no going back To try it one more time Besides I can’t relive the pain Of losing you again
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – encounter
I have almost every ticket stub from every concert I have been to. I have always thought I would do something clever with them, but the idea has just never struck. I also have a handful of stuffed animals, some drawings and school pictures from my youth. They really don’t mean a lot to anyone but me. I would like to think someday when I am gone, they might bring a smile to my daughter’s face as some of my Mom and Dad’s keepsakes have done to me and my sister. I think all of us have a certain number of things we keep besides pictures that take us back to yesterday. From autograph books and old poems, I wrote, from baby blankets to dolls; there are memories all around me. Some of them I kept, and some my parents kept for me. But almost all will bring a smile … well maybe a few will bring a groan. I am grateful for my keepsakes.