Happiest Childhood Memory

[Heather Shay]

Childhood can certainly cause lifelong traumas - but even then - I think each of us can find something that we remember that makes us smile - I'd love to find out what that was for you.

 

Mine was collecting fireflies at night and putting them in a jar (don't forget to use a nail and hammer and make holes so they can breathe) watching thme light up and with releasing them and watching them fly.

[Jackie C.]

My grandfather teaching me to sail. I'd stay with the grandparents for a couple trauma-free weeks in late August.

 

Hugs!

[KymmieL]

I think  my happiest times were when we visited my grandparents in NC. we would go down every  summer for about  2 weeks.  That is  about all I  can think of that real stood out. The rest I  guess was just kinds bla.

 

Kymmie 

[Timber Wolf]

Hi everyone,

I think my happiest childhood memory is when we rented a log cabin on the northern tip of Michigan's Lower Peninsula on the shore of Lake Michigan. My family and another family who where best friends spent a week there. Everyone thought it was the best vacation we every had. 

 

Lots of love,

Timber Wolf ?

[AmberM]

My favorite memories growing up were the trips we would take to Busch Gardens in Williamsburg as a family. It was a blast every time. It was also time as a family.

[Tracy]

Mine is a bitter sweet memory but still the best summer of my childhood. The summer before I turned 13, I made friends with a girl from school, Helen. We lived close and from the very start we seemed to click. We liked the same movies, music and books. We even shared similar taste in clothes. We spent hours together almost every day. We talked about everything. We were never intimate but best friends. She seemed to sense I was different than other boys and I finally told her the truth. She is the only person I ever knew that fully embraced me for who I was.  Just before Halloween her dad got a new job and they were going to move during Christmas break. I cried for the longest time. So much so that my mom noticed and tried to console me but it didn't really help.

 

Helen's mom decided that as a goodbye fling, she would host a costume party at their house for Halloween. A lot of the kids from school were invited. Helen knew before I did what I should wear. She brought them over to show me and my mom the weekend before.... black skirt not too short, a matching floral print blouse, bra with tissues, midnight pantyhose and low heels from her closet......so much for a cowboy shirt and jeans. LOL I think my mom only agreed because of how much I had cried when I found out Helen was moving. The night of the party, I dressed and my mom and Helen did my makeup and styled my hair, it was long but not real long. When I looked in the mirror I started to cry, I was a girl.

 

At the party Helen and her mom told everyone I was her cousin from out of town. Most of the girls knew better and so did some of the boys but some didn't. The girls tried to get the boys to dance with me and a few did. Thankfully no one got mad and all took it as a joke. As for me, I got to dress and dance with some really cute guys, you know how early teen dances go. LOL.  Most of the girls helped keep my makeup and clothes in tact. It was perfect in many imperfect ways. I guess it was like my Cinderella night.

 

Helen moved in December and we keep up with each other for a while but friendships fade and memories blur but it was the best summer of my childhood.

[Heather Shay]

@Tracy I wish I'd been brave enough to do that and to have had a friend like Helen. Treasure the memory. I was so afraid and denied me for so many years and I am know on HRT and feel so sad I didn't have something in my life like your wonderful memory - I will have to do my best going forward.

THANK YOU FOR SHARING - it's beautiful.