A Journal With Everything

Memories, Forget Me Nots

"Memories are like forget me-nots gathered along life's way, pressed close to the heart in a perennial bouquet!" Clara Smith Reber

Memories are priceless. I enjoy my memories of being a child, Barbie Dolls, loving the Beatles and all the time I spent with my grandparents. Dad was in the Air Force and we moved around a lot and lived in Tennessee, Arizona, Arkansas, Washington DC, Washington State and Indiana. I saw Loretta Lynn in person in Tennessee and she was so nice. I got her autograph. I have met other country and western stars like Bobby Harden, Marty Robbins, Merle Haggard, Waylon Jennings just to name a few.

I saw President Kennedy in person a few months before he was shot. I can't understand why someone shot him. He never deserved that.

Memories live in our mind and can stay well preserved. I have memories of my son growing up, my wedding, being in beauty pageants in high school, being part of the Drama Club, being on the annual staff, going to the prom and going on dates.

I have memories of the cats and dogs my grandparents had and I had a beautiful tripped tabby and I have a beautiful tortoise shell cat.

We have a million memories and they are close to our heart and they are like flowers we gather along the way. I have scrapbooks of memories. Memories are like pages pressed in our minds. Throw away the bad memories and treasure the good ones. Thank goodness we have them.