Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.
The right photo sure can stir up sweet memories, memories meant for sharing. We would love to share ours with you. We invite you to join Imperfect Women for Throwback Thursdays. On special Thursdays throughout the year, we will be posting some of our pictures and memories from years past. We hope they will stir some of your own and that you will share them with us too.
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Jen Looks Back -1983
When I think back to being a kid one of my most vivid memories is when I was being a “pill”, as she liked to call me. She would always tell me that she and I were going to go “round and round with the yardstick”. I don’t remember her ever following through with it but she threatened it a lot. I think I might have been a little ornery as a child. Imagine that! Every time I see a yardstick it reminds me of me of her. 🙂
Jennie Looks Back – 1974
For the first five years of my life, Christmas was spent at my maternal grandfather’s house in San Anselmo in Marin County, California. I don’t have very complete memories of Christmas there – what I remember is more impressionistic. Nighttime drives up the long driveway, driving slowly and on the look out for deer (something exotic we didn’t have in San Francisco!), and the smell of burning wood from the fireplace in the cold night air (fireplaces were rare in the city, too).
Christmas eve spent in the little bed under the eaves in my mom’s childhood bedroom, too excited to sleep. Christmas morning sitting on the floor in the big living room, ripping open presents with abandon. My grandfather, the only grandparent who lived to meet me, who smelled of cigars. Being together as a family – my mom, dad, sister, aunt, uncle and grandfather. We were a small family, but still a larger family than I’ve had at any other time in my life. The feeling of being safe, probably in a way I haven’t felt since.
When I was five my grandfather died and eventually the house was sold and the proceeds split between my mother, aunt and uncle. It allowed my mom to buy her first home. It had to be done, and couldn’t really even be regretted, but I still miss that house on Tamalpais Drive, though it’s been almost 40 years since I’ve been inside it.
Molly Looks Back – 2011
I would like to dedicate this Throwback Thursday to my Grandma. She passed away almost a year ago on March 29th, 2012 and was eighty-nine years old. This photo was taken on Christmas day of 2011. She lived a wonderful life and I am so glad she had the chance to know her great grandsons, Christopher and Tyler. It was only for six months, but it was a great six months.
We would bring the boys to the senior assisted living facility she was at and she would have the greatest time. While walking down the halls, she would stop anyone and everyone to tell them to look at her great grandsons. It brought her so much joy to see the boys’ faces and I am so thankful that I was given the opportunity to spend so much time with her, as well.
I think of her often; remembering the scent of her perfume, watching her drink scalding hot coffee, her lipstick that would remain on the cup, seeing her feet dangle from the rocking chair, her little giggle, and so many other little things about her. I only wish that she was still here to see the boys and myself grow up; but really, I am just extremely thankful for the time I did have with her.
Pam Looks Back – 1960
With Easter Sunday just a few days away, I look back fondly and remember the Easters that my family celebrated. We were raised devout Catholics and my parents made sure that we observed Lent starting with Ash Wednesday. Our family would pray the Stations of the Cross during lent and attend services on Palm Sunday, Holy Thursday, Good Friday and Holy Saturday. But the big day was of course Easter Sunday and we would celebrate that in style.
My mom would make sure my sister and I were “dressed to the nines” on Easter. We wore beautiful dresses that my mom made, patent leather shoes, white gloves and our Easter hats. It was the one time of the year that this tomboy loved to dress up. My sister and I were most definitely styling. My two older brothers were required to wear suits and bow ties. I remember in 1960 that females were required to wear a dress and some type of hat (usually some type of laced doily) to regular church services.
After services we would race home ahead of our parents so that we could sneak our Easter candy from the Easter egg/candy hunt we had that morning. Our relatives would come over after church and my mom would put on a delicious ham dinner with all the trimmings. Good times, good memories.
Want to participate? If you’d like us to publish your memories too, send a favorite picture from the past and share the memories it stirs for you. Let us know what year it is from, chances are some of us were around then too!
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