I have lots of great childhood memories…playing softball with my entire extended family in the hot summer sun, catching fireflies in the evening shadows and the pungent smell of campfires and burned marshmallows. I remember the ice cream eating contest my mom held for the neighborhood, and the time my parents didn’t kill my brother and I when we accidentally set the woods behind our house on fire…ahh, those were the days!
Yet memories are slippery and hard to hold on to. I think that is why so many of us blog, journal, take thousands of pictures and scrapbook. “Momnesia” aside, time is impossible to hold on to, and each day melts into the next. Personally, I have trouble remembering what life was like even last month! My brain tends to upload life’s recent events, and overwrites the previous month’s happenings.
Yet, I enjoy replaying the larger-than-life events of my childhood….trips to Kennywood Park and spending time at my pap’s camp, where we would wash our hair in the freezing cold spring and get monster headaches. I remember birthday weekends at my aunt’s house, complete with an endless supply of sugary cereal. While much of my childhood is long forgotten, and what remains are wispy, blurry snapshots, I long to recreate some of those fleeting memories for my children.
Remember the 1998 movie “Stepmom” with Julia Roberts and Susan Saradon? Sarandons character has cancer, and knows that her time with her son and daughter is limited. She takes her daughter for this incredible midnight horseback ride in the snow, and creates equally purposeful memories for her son. Of course I realize that a movie is different than real life, but I continue to dream of the memories I might be able to create for my kids.
At only 13 months old, Jonathan and Faith aren’t going to remember the neat trips to parks and play areas. They won’t remember bike rides, long walks, playing in water fountains or their first ice cream cone. But as they grow older, I hope to add to their repertoire of memories…I want so badly to be the kind of mom who wakes her kids up to watch a lighting storm, who serves ice cream for dinner once a summer (saw that on Jon and Kate Plus 8 ), and who embraces fun, dirt and messes, well, at least sometimes.
Share with the HDYDI moms your strategies for making memories with your families! What type of MoM do you strive to be?