What are the three most memorable moments — good or bad, happy or sad — in your life? Go!
I sit staring out the window watching as the rain drips, drips, drips steadily. My mind wonders, my memory replaying events over and over in search for the strongest emotions to give my characters the strength they need in my story. Happiness and achievement leap to the front like an eager child waving it’s hand in the air for the teacher to pick. My mind taking me back to Fri 30th August, and the estate agent handing over to me the keys of my first home. My mind blocking the thousands of pounds mortgage we had signed up to, the flower-y wallpaper in the living room and the avalanche of boxes we had packed that would now need un-packing. We had made it and now bought our first home together. As I grinned at my partner and walked up the drive to our new home, the term fit to burst finally made sense.
Sitting back in the chair I ran through all the descriptive terms of happiness in my head; bliss, contentment, delight, elation, glee, joy. They all fit, yet a stronger emotion crept itself forward, quashing the elated happiness in its stead. Heartache affects everyone from one point to another but always seems to take a tiny piece of you with it. While it is the loss of a relative or loved one or the split from a partner. Heartache has to be one of the strongest emotions the memory takes hold of. My mind sways desperate not to relive the memories but already the mental film has begun to play.
Youth brings with it heartache. Everyone warns you about your first love but you never think it will happen to you. I was 18 when I found out my partner had been cheating on me, we had been through high school, college, house moves, holidays, driving tests, everything together. It can seem so trivial now but I remember the devastation I felt at the time, the day I found out I walked home in the rain alone, then sat shell-shocked on the edge of my bed in my wet clothes. My mind replaying the conversation over and over, then asking all the questions I should have asked, all the things I should have said but didn’t. Eventually exhausted I began to fall asleep, vowing to start the next chapter of my life the following day.
My mind stammering through the emotional pool I push this memory aside and try to think of something more positive, immediately a memory springs to mind of an event I had absolutely no control over but is something I cherish with all my heart, the birth of my first niece. The excitement had been building for months I had a huge gift box filled with miniature hats, gloves, blankets with bows all in pink. But nothing could have prepared me for the feeling of holding the small warm bundle of pink wrapped tightly in a crisp white blanket that was handed to me. The immediate swell of pride, love and adoration for this tiny, helpless baby girl. Your world changing in an instance. There is not many words that can describe the most powerful emotions or memories but here is my attempt. Find more at http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/prompt-moments-to-remember/