Sunday, January 1, 2012

4. My Memorable moment


For my memory, I am going to pick the time when My Grandparents took me and my brother along with my parents to West Edmonton Mall. Now, to clarify, I didn’t pick this memory for the venue, I picked it for the time. Me and my brother were just kids fairly little, he may remember it less than me, but the memory was so potent. I would love to remember when everything was good. It was sunny, my grandparents were still married, and my grandmother was still alive. I remember the flashing lights from amusement park attractions as me and my brother ran for every attraction we saw as my parents smiled and my grandparents laughed. I picked this one fairly importantly for my grandmother, she was a great person, awesome, always thinking of others even when times were hard for her she looked up. And we would sometimes look down when she made wrong choices, and I regret it dearly. But I should’ve been more appreciative of the moment, even though I was too small to comprehend how important the moment really was. It felt like everything was just in perfect harmony we were all smiling, nobody was hurting, and that’s a feeling that I could feel forever. 


No comments:

Post a Comment