childhood memories

‘My son recently asked, ‘What did you get for Christmas as a kid?’ So I told him. ‘I honestly don’t remember.’: Mom shares sweet Christmas reminder, ‘Only the memories last a lifetime’

“Decorating the tree with my favorite Hallmark ornaments. Christmas music ringing through the house. Sledding down the neighbors’ driveway. Sipping hot cocoa from mugs adorned with snowmen. Driving around town in search of the best lights. Those moments? They last a lifetime.”

‘Your kids gaze up, ever so confused. ‘Who was that, mama?’ ‘Oh, just someone I used to know very well, baby.’ I will never take this place for granted.’: Woman urges ‘home is still waiting for you’

“Your friends, the ones you bump into unexpectedly then can’t wait to tell your mom about. ‘You won’t believe who I saw today…’ You forgot how much old friends meant. How much they still mean. Home. A place where we spend our youth running from it and our adulthood trying to recreate it. It’s still there, you know. Waiting for you and waiting for your children, too.”

‘The cop opened the trunk. Jack quickly put his hands up. ‘Don’t shoot!’ There, in the trunk, lay my friends.’: Man reminisces on the old days with his true friends thanks to StoryWorth

“It was the 1950s. Sitting at Mae’s Grill with my buddies, a girl I’d recently broken up with called. ‘Shoot, you’ll end up going back steady with her.’ ‘Like hell I will!’ They didn’t believe me. When I picked up Joan to talk, my pals were in the trunk to hear it all. ‘Don’t make noise!’ I warned. Next thing I knew, the state trooper was at the side of my car. ‘I hope you don’t have any beer in the trunk!'”

‘Unprompted by any of us, she began drawing in the sand. ‘I love you’. It took my breath away thinking about her leaving messages in the sand to her dad.’: Widow and young daughter visit Wales to spread husband’s ashes

“I promised you I’d bring you here. You must have known how much we needed to meet your people and how loved we would be by them in this moment. When the tide comes in, it will wash over Quinn’s drawing and take you out into the sea you loved, in a place you loved. We will always be able to come back here and know that part of you will never leave.”

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