For the I remember contest:
My earliest memory is sitting at the piano in my family’s church. I must have been about 3-4 years old, because that’s when I first started taking piano lessons. I remember it being cold, and I remember my mother sitting next to me telling me I needed to practice.
She was right. It’s now 26 years later and thanks to my parents encouragement I can play Chopin, Rachmaninoff, Brahms and pretty much anything else set in front of me.
Status check on how I am doing:
- I’m okay – a little restless but feeling ready to move on. Had a bit of a time about an hour ago where I really wanted to nap – but I managed through it!
- About to eat dinner – having Mushroom, Spinach and Artichoke Lasagna. Mmm Mmm good.
- Still have plenty of fruit and carrots left to snack on – and I’m about to break out the first soda of the day (no caffeine though!). I’ve done good all day with fruit juice, water and tea.
- I’m rounding up more stories about grandpa from family members. Don’t think they will want me calling at 3am to get another batch!
In short – I’m having a blast and I hope you are too. Be sure to click the button and sponsor me if you feel the urge! I will thank you a lot!
And to end this midway madness post, here’s a video of one of the cutest songs I’ve ever heard.
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That song was both funny and great. She has an amazing voice!
Along the lines of earliest memories, my earliest memory comes from when I was around 2 years old. I had to have eye surgery, and I remember being wheeled away from my parents and going into the operating room. It’s tough to remember details really. The background of the operating room or wherever is pretty much blacked out, but I do remember doctors and nurses all wearing things on their heads and masks, and I remember a mask being put on me which was either some sort of gas or possibly oxygen, but that’s about all I can recall from that.
I also remember having a cabbage patch doll which was on the hospital bed when I was being wheeled away. I don’t remember anything about waking up afterwards or when my next remembered memory would be after that, but I do have this general memory in the back of my mind. It’s hard to believe that being less than or really close to 2 years old that I would remember anything at all, but for some reason this memory has stuck with me.