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Ohhhhhhh......:inlove:
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Ohhhhhhh......:inlove:
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Another great memory is when our apaloosa mare gave birth to our first foal. He was born on christmas day. We had to change our plans and everybody had to come over to our house for a change. It was a full house. My mare was not able to nurse her baby because her milk sac was too tender so I had to milk her into a large seven up bottle and use a large nipple and feed the foal. It was an exciting day for us.
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That's such a wonderful Christmas miracle! How sweet that you got to feed the foal!! Thank you so much for sharing that dear gizmo! I never saw an animal give birth! It must be beautiful!!:rolleyes: (Sighs wistfully!)
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At one of our old homes we had this huge tree with a giant truck tire swing. I would swing the kids on it. They loved it. It was very sad when we had to cut down the trees. It was a very fun and pleasant memory.
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Memories of my daddy's mom, whom we called Nana, as we lay in her bed and she told us stories about little wild animals like chipmonks, ducks and so on at the lake where she had a camp.
She was the wife of my abuser, but she was the one who cleaned up the mess after he "spewed" all over me in my crib. These memories, however, were supressed until therapy uncovered them some 40 yrs later. So my memories of her did not include her rescueing me from that swine, though she had known exactly what he had done to me obviously. She too was his victim, so I have never held it against her. I have always loved her and always will!
She loved to cook and bake, cookies, pies, and she'd make us a cup of tea with milk to go with these. I loved the aroma of her home, always there was a sweet spice smell to it. She would give me paper and crayons to draw with so I would be quiet and not disturb that abusive husband of hers. I think also so she could talk in the kitchen with my mom, while I was in the front room, too far away to hear what was being said.
She was the wife of my abuser, but she was the one who cleaned up the mess after he "spewed" all over me in my crib. These memories, however, were supressed until therapy uncovered them some 40 yrs later. So my memories of her did not include her rescueing me from that swine, though she had known exactly what he had done to me obviously. She too was his victim, so I have never held it against her. I have always loved her and always will!
She loved to cook and bake, cookies, pies, and she'd make us a cup of tea with milk to go with these. I loved the aroma of her home, always there was a sweet spice smell to it. She would give me paper and crayons to draw with so I would be quiet and not disturb that abusive husband of hers. I think also so she could talk in the kitchen with my mom, while I was in the front room, too far away to hear what was being said.
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When I would tuck in my toddler daughter I would lay in the bed with her. Many times I fell asleep. Then I would wake up and get up. It is a memory I treasure.
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When I can't sleep now sometimes I imagine I'm being held like a child nice and tight and safe and it helps. I used to imagine I was in a forest right after the rain when the air is clean and that sent me straight to sleep for years. I can't really think of a comforting memory but I'm sure I have one somewhere, I'll have to think about that one.
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The smell of autumn leaves always remind me of when I took my girls to kick them about when they were little.
Fun times, now I do it with my grandchildren.
Fun times, now I do it with my grandchildren.
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Sending you stardust and sweet dreams to think of one!:hug:
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Memories of me and my husband lying in the hammock together in the summertime. We would be drinking beers. It was very relaxing. I sure miss my home.
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