Several days back I sat down and started writing a list of my earliest memories. Once I’d finished I went back through and eliminated a few that were recollections of stories I’d heard and not events I remembered.
I was able to compile a list of 20 memories from before the age of five. They were not always events or happenings. Some were just random memories of objects such as the old-fashioned milk cartons from school lunch when I was in kindergarten or a neighbor’s toy box that’s lid was from a surfboard. Others were of pets and people and a couple were of trips to the hospital or emergency room.
Unfortunately, very few were “happy” memories.
It leaves me to wonder if it is just where I am in my life now that leaves me unable to recollect “happy memories” or does the “bad” stuff stick with us longer.
