What is your most treasured memory?

A day I spent hiking and adventuring with a wonderful friend of mine. It was the first time I had seen her in five years and the entire day was just perfect.

The day I gave birth to my daughter. It was a terribly difficult labor lasting well over 30 hours with minor complications. However, at that very moment I was overcome with so much joy it’s hard to put into words. I forgot all the pain and knew instantly that being a mother would be amazing. Sadly, she passed away in a freak accident one month later. (not my most treasured memory) That loss only confirmed just how much I’d really lost. The greatest joy followed by the deepest sadness. I realize that’s a bit off topic just using that to illustrate how I know for sure it’s my most treasured memory. I would have said that prior to her death but after just confirmed the importance of those memories.

Awwww that would of been hard to loose your daughter I’m sorry to here that, but that would be a treasured memory seeing her!!

The location where I buried my chest of gold.

I am guessing that this person is a guy called Jamie and I know how much you miss him Ash, I really do.
Anyway my most treasured memorie would have to be when my nan was still alive. Even though I can’t really remember her but the one thing that I do remember is the day she held me in her arms and smiled.

Now Megan I think I’m gonna cry :’( maybe it is and yeah I do a lot.

@pashley_108 – it was indeed very difficult. I treasure all the memories of that month so much. It has also given me a new perspective on making memories and taking photos in order to ‘trap’ them forever. Thanks for your empathy :)

Now your going to make me cry Ash… :’(

Photos, videos, and certain things are great ways to keep things especially when they leave. And you can keep them things for ages, to remind you of them great times. It’s ok, it is very sad to here things like that, and I’m sorry when here things like that! And I’m sorry for you Megan!

But my situation is not as bad as @JessicaRTBH.
I feel so sorry for you and sorry if you might he that quite a lot but it is the truth.
And it’s alright Ash, it just makes me really sad thinking about it and I can’t imagine what my dad goes through every time that her name comes up.

It makes me really sad thinking about my grandma! I wouldnt wanna imagine what my mum goes through at all!

@JessicaRTBH I’m so very sorry about your loss. Your most precious memory coupled with your deepest loss. Not off topic at all, just life, in all it’s glory and it’s sadness, I think. Thank you for letting us in on that part of your life.

@megzybrahh123 & @lillycoyote – Thanks, I really appreciate it.
Everyone here on Fluther is pretty awesome and kind.
Id hate to bum everyone out with sad things. I just try to focus on the happy times and always find comfort in knowing the memories will always be with me. On the flipside I find that with happy things too. Memories in general are so valuable – unique to the individual, their perspective etc.

At 10 yrs old I was in my Grandpa’s garage watching him work at his work bench and minutes later he hands me a real corn cob pipe. He gave me a wink said make sure your mom does not see this. I felt like a million dollars walking around with that in my pocket!

The birth of my kids, what a rush!

Spending time with my grandma when I was little. She’d take me to the movies every Friday and I’m sure I bugged the hell out of her.

Having my daughter.

This week I’m lucky enough to have them both in the same house :)

Although I’m still living my most treasured memories, watching the birth of my great granddaughter was very beautiful and memorable. What made it even more special was she was the 5th generation and we were all there to welcome her into the world… (mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and great-great grandmother).

It seems like our mind contains a treasure box that is filled with fond memories. It is tremendously difficult to choose just one or put a ranking on them. So here is one:

Our grandmother created two small treasure chests out of old, metal chocolate boxes and filled them with her costume jewelry. One was for the male cousins and the other was for the females. They were hidden in the grandparents’ huge stone house that included a creepy dark, dank basement to top where there was a spacious apartment for the maid of yonder days that eventually turned into our sleeping quarters as the family grew.

The cousins spent hours searching for the treasure chest of the opposite team. If found, it would be re-hidden, and ones who lost their treasure were taunted. In hindsight, it was a brilliant ploy to keep us busy and in the house while the adults played bridge or scrabble or do whatever adults do.

When Grammy died, I tracked down one of the chests and brought back. Once my nieces and nephews were old enough, I passed along the tradition at Mom’s house.

I wish I had a most treasured memory. Hell—I wish I could remember anything, but I can’t. At least, not without context. Like, what was your favorite moment in high school band. But I don’t even think I could answer the question, “what is your favorite memory about your mother?” Everything seems all mooshed together and nothing stands out.

My marriage? The birth of my children? The first time I made love? When I realized I no longer wanted to die? Sigh.

@XOIIO I sea what you did tharrrr!

My wedding day.

My Mom’s wedding ring. She passed away 4 years ago. I wear it.

Watching a lightning storm with my dad when I was little.