Sharing Special Moments With Your Family.
Usually a person can look back on their youth and find areas in which they can associate good memories with. It might be with siblings, parents or grandparents. These good times are the foundations of deep seeded relationships. Having these experiences teaches a person how to create these experiences with other people and as a result, a person grows closer to others. My family was not much different from many other families.
My mother spent quite a bit of time in the kitchen, and we would always come in and help her with various tasks. We may not have always helped her out, however we did try. There were fond memories of us sometimes accidentally spilling food from her anodized cookware set and mom would help us clean up the mess. Her cookware ended up looking like it went through a battlefield by the time we had grown and still her patience with us never fails to amaze me. Perhaps that is why each one of us love to bake and cook.
As much as we loved helping our mom in the kitchen, there were other things that we enjoyed just as much. Family game nights were another way that we all connected. When a board game got set on the table, we all raced downstairs to ensure we got our favorite colored game pieces. At that point, we thought you had to have the right piece to have fun. It was quite a few years before we all discovered that irregardless what piece you are using, the fun comes from the people that you are playing the game with.
Another precious memory is everyone looking through the pictures in my mothers scrapbook album. Each page lovingly showcased us on brightly colored pages with heartfelt messages or comical statements. As much as it was a pleasure to look through the album with my family, it was a pleasure for them to watch me go through the pictures with my siblings.
Often what gave them pleasure is things that made us happy, so watching us laugh and tell stories about the pictures in the album was a rare gift they could treasure. One of my favorite images in that album was of the day we went to watch the baseball game. The echoing sounds from the fans warred with the scent of freshly roasted peanuts adding to our excitement.
The cheering from the fans as the game began, and the loud speaker announcing the teams as the players came onto the field and took their places. The batter stepped up to the plate, and a hush seemed to draw over the crowd. His black helmet glinted as he swung, the foul ball headed for the stands where we were seated. We stood to catch it and as my hands swung out my mom snapped the picture with the ball in my hand.
With so many special family moments, my family enjoyed making each and every one of them. Perhaps my children will make some treasured family memories with me.
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