Thursday, June 20, 2013

Thankful Thursday



"Memories mean more to me than dresses." Anne Frank

Funny how my kids forget the stuff that I never do. Like the time my oldest was three and I took her to a park where they were putting on a two person play of Beauty and the Beast. After it was over we got up to leave. I looked down and noticed my daughter crying. 

I took her in my arms and asked what was wrong. Her answer - "She loved him," made me cry b/c my 3 yr. old got the gist of the story...and it touched her. 

And the time we were in Niagara Falls and an ET character reached his finger out to touch hers. At first she was afraid but he told her not to be and she let him touch her finger. The expression on her face is still clear in my brain.

Although my girls don't remember their early times......they love when I tell them the stories of 'remember when.'

Memories.....they're like movie reels that play in my head and make me sing. The good memories...The happy times.....those things that make up a life. This week grateful for......

-All the past fun stuff, those good times - grateful they're still alive in me.
-Happy places. We've been planning getaways and got excited remembering places we've been & the fun we had. We all agreed.....some of those places have to be repeats this summer.
-D.W. Haven't seen her in years. She's back in town, called me... wants to get together. She rattled on about how the two of us used to crack up laughing and how that was the best times for her at work. 
-Mr. W.....an old man whose words still live in me. He said the same thing every time I saw him, in his Jamaican drawl...'Inch by inch it's a cinch. Yard by yard it's hard.'  
-The best memory - that day in a hospital room when He touched me and changed all the bad to good. I remember looking at the trees, hills and grass....they had a brilliance and looked like velvet. It's as if I had never seen them before. That day is the best memory ever.....one I've never forgotten. One touch of His gentleness and all the horrible terrible things gone. Replaced with incredible love, peace and gratitude. Yep....that's the absolute best memory.

12 comments:

Just Be Real said...

Nikki this post was precious to read. I believe in my life now the Lord is letting my little girl inside remember some precious times in the past, since I really do not have a mum or father to tell me the "remember whens." Blessings my friend.

Sandi@ Rose Chintz Cottage said...

Nikki, I like going back and remembering the good memories too. They far outweigh the bad! The day I handed my life over to the Lord was unforgettable. For the first time in my life I felt like I had a real purpose. And like you, everything looked more beautiful than before. I had always been a nature lover but the trees were greener, the skies were bluer. It was as though the curtain went up and I could see the world He made for the very first time. Each day is new with something new to discover! Thank you for sharing another inspirational post. You are such an encourager to us all. Happy Summer!

Blessings & hugs,
Sandi

Chatty Crone said...

You know what I believe - I believe those good memories are imprinted in them somewhere and will will them very stable and loving people. Just like the other types of memories still stay a little imprinted in ours. sandie

Sharon said...

This was beautiful, Nikki. One of my favorite things to do is to reminisce about the past. My sons and I have a lot of great memories - some they don't remember, but that they still love hearing about - and many that get funnier the more they are retold. It's those memories that serve to bind us to our loved ones in some really precious ways.

GOD BLESS!

Debby@Just Breathe said...

Those are such sweet memories of your children. I love Mr. W's words!

Reformed rebel said...

Hi Nikki~
Oh yes...so many beautiful memories in life. Thank you for sharing yours with us.
Blessings, Chelle

Joy said...

So nice remembering the good times. Maybe I have to try doing it coz I only have bad memories when I was a child.

Launna said...

Nikki, I love those wonderful memories...

My little Valentina loves to hear stories of when she was a toddler, I tell them to her often, it makes her smile:)

RCUBEs said...

I think all of us, lost sheeps found by the Shepherd would forever be grateful and it's interesting how we have different situations but the bottom line is that we are all in need of His redemption. And what love!!! Blessings to you sister.

Surprised By Joy! said...

Sending you a big hug...

Daisy said...

This is a wonderful post about memories, Nikki, and you have some lovely memories stored away.

Patrinas Pencil said...

How special that your oldest was that in tune with LOVE at 3 years old!

I must be older than you :) my kids remember things I have forgotten. Even when they tell the story...I don't remember it! But it is special that they do!

I love your best memory! It never gets old! It never loses it shine.

So thankful for you, my friend
I've missed you. You have such a gentle way about you...I love how you pen such gentle images of your soul.

hugs,
patrina <")>><