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LogicfromLogic
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So I was just sitting here kicking it to one of my favourite shows and a memory, just out of the blue, ran across my mind. I mean, I was thinking about my first and only trip to Texas with a group and how much it had meant to me. I just remembered what made that trip so special, and it made me feel bittersweet.
I wasn't a rich child, my sister got a lot of things but I had to earn my way through. So I only had about two pairs of PJ pants, both had holes in them. My shirts were dirty and worn, I looked like I lived on the streets. I got pushed in a puddle of mud while we were playing with these kids at this motel house place and had to be taken back to get cleaned up. Well, I get there and while I was in the shower, I found that all my clothes were taken away when i got back to my stuff. They had me stay in the restroom in a bathrobe and about ten minutes came back with a new suitcase with fresh brand new clothes. New shoes, new everything.
It had been the nicest thing that I had done for me as a child. I couldn't remember before why that memory of going to Texas to see my brother had been so special. Now I remember why, it's bittersweet because I can't remember the name of the woman who did it for me.
And it was a random memory I remember, the more I think about it the more I remember the really good things in my history.
What about you? Any memories flash back, good or bad? Any that you remember that has just stuck to you?
I wasn't a rich child, my sister got a lot of things but I had to earn my way through. So I only had about two pairs of PJ pants, both had holes in them. My shirts were dirty and worn, I looked like I lived on the streets. I got pushed in a puddle of mud while we were playing with these kids at this motel house place and had to be taken back to get cleaned up. Well, I get there and while I was in the shower, I found that all my clothes were taken away when i got back to my stuff. They had me stay in the restroom in a bathrobe and about ten minutes came back with a new suitcase with fresh brand new clothes. New shoes, new everything.
It had been the nicest thing that I had done for me as a child. I couldn't remember before why that memory of going to Texas to see my brother had been so special. Now I remember why, it's bittersweet because I can't remember the name of the woman who did it for me.
And it was a random memory I remember, the more I think about it the more I remember the really good things in my history.
What about you? Any memories flash back, good or bad? Any that you remember that has just stuck to you?