What Images, Memories, Or Thoughts Bring You Comfort?

[Britt.f7]

Memories of my mom blasting music while we were cleaning and once in awhile grabbing us to dance. Some of the happier times. My boys just tell me my music is too loud when I do it! :hilarious:

 

[Charmedone]

Playing games with my best friend, lol times when me and friends had sleep overs/camped out, locking mum out the house lmao, making mud pies with my brother and going on adventures with my grandad.

 

[Legend]

Being on my Grandmothers porch in the spring of the year when I was a little boy. The farm was a wonderful place full of adventure and constant suprize, I can still smell the green grass along with the flowers planted beside the steps. I can hear my Ma humming softly as she worked in the kitchen early each morning. The klinking of the dishes as the table was set for breakfast, along with the smell of bacon and eggs frying on the stove.

I would run to see my dog ( Caesar ) each morning and looked farward to our day of play and adventure. My Aunt Sally and Lucy would begin to make their way home to the big house after breakfast, walking the mile or so holding their hands, I would stay with them untill the afternoon. The home place was very big with many out buildings to play in and around, me and Ceaser taking on the world as pirates or perhaps as paul bunyan and babe the blue Ox.

After a long day of pretending to be one thing or another along with a great lunch with water drawn from the well with a bucket, we would begin the chores. Mt Aunt Lucy, even though blind could navigate the farm with ease. I remember the call she used to round up the milk cows, we would then milk them by hand. She let me sit on the three legged stool with her as she milked each one. I would then have the pleasure to drink the warm milk from the bucket, I can still taste it, as sweet as the clover that the cows ate.

The chickens were fed and watered, the eggs collected, they would make their way into the chicken house to be closed up for the night, all is well today. My Grandmother would be there shortly to pick us up after a long day of teaching school. I can see her car coming down the road as I type these words, we would carry the milk home and the churning would begin on the porch where my day started only a few hours before. The fresh butter was molded into cakes and gottenready for sale the next day along with my eggs, I was saving my egg money to buy my Mother a Christmas gift.

I could recount fond memories for more time than I have, however I will leave one last thought, If there is truely a Heaven and I hope there is. My purfect place to spend eternity would be there during the time I remember as being the happiest of all my years.

Great and Happy Thoughts to all, Legend

 

[safenow]

The smell of autumn leaves always remind me of when I took my girls to kick them about when they were little.

What does 'kick" them about mean? In mind I can't find one good thing to go with being kicked about. Please help me to find good in that term. Thank you.

 

[safenow]

The voice of my dear friend, Michael. No matter how I'm doing, his voice brings me peace. Even when I've switched several times in one day, my friends will call him and when he calls me, he can reach through to my soul and calm all of me and my alters. He wrote a book of short thoughts, and then read it onto a CD for me. I treasure that CD.

 

[amethist]

What does 'kick" them about mean?

It means walking through the piles of freshly fallen leaves and kicking them up in the air as you did this.

 

[Deleted member 12723]

Watching the mother hen with her chicks she hatched out. Watching my goat practicing running along the fence to escape. We had to take the fence down because he did escape. He was a good goat. His name was Punkin. He had long horns and was a nubian. When the guys would come over they would all go out and play with the goat. I am feeling better already.

 

[safenow]

Thank you, Amethist. I love that. Good way to look at it. I used to love watching my step-daughters children playing in the freshly fallen leaves. This is one of my drawings to show you what I enjoyed.


Thank you for a good memory. I needed this today.
safenow

 

[Britt.f7]

Watching my goat practicing running along the fence to escape.

My sister's goats use to do that. One time I was there with my great dane, Zoe, and they escaped. However, they took one look at her and ran back into their pen. It was absolutely hilarious. My sister wanted to keep Zoe after that! :hilarious:

 

[Deleted member 12723]

Britt it is the funniest thing I have ever seen. Such determination to get the skill of escaping down pat.:roflmao:

 

[Deleted member 12723]

Cuddling with my baby daughter when she woke up from a nap. She would suck her thumb and hold her bunny and come and crawl into my lap. Such warm cuddling. I loved it so much. I really miss those days.

 

[Deleted member 12723]

When my son was a toddler and he would make forts under the kitchen table. When he helped me to bake the bread. I loved it so much.