Treasuring the Ordinary |  Blog

Some moments are so big that they become permanently etched into our memories. The feeling when you hold your child for the first time, the excitement before you walk downthe aisle to your one and only, the pain when you watch a loved one slip away. Milestone moments are designed to be remembered but what about those ordinary moments that we just tend to let slip by? Sometimes they are so mundane that we let them pass with no thoughts but, for me, some stay and become beautiful memories that I treasure just as much as my life changing moments. 

Think back into your past. Can you remember a time your were blissfully happy in an ordinary moment? I can think of so many but there are two that really stick out in my mind. One has to be from when I was about 7 or 8 and I had gone to stay with my Nan and Grandad for the night. My Nan cooked steak and chips...something that is so normal and every day but that memory makes me feel so happy and I remember the moment so vividly. I remember where everyone sat at the dinner table, the way my grandad always sat at the head and my Nan next to him, the way Nan served chips on a sheet of kitchen paper to soak up the fat, the glass bottle that the ginger was in. All so ordinary but a moment that has stuck with me for years. The other is, once again, something so mundane but is cemented in my memory. I remember being around 8 or 9 years old and being in my newly decorated bedroom sitting on the floor listening to my Smurf album on CD. The moment was nothing special or life changing but it is a memory that gives me that warm little feeling in my belly. It reminds me of home and the happiness I felt there growing up. 

The reason I have been thinking about this is because yesterday I saw an elderly man sitting with (I’m presuming) his 2 grandchild. They were sitting on a bench, talking and laughing with each other whilst munching on sausage rolls for lunch. It was such an ordinary moment but one that also seemed so special. For those children, their grandfather won’t be here forever and the fact that he was choosing to spend time talking and enjoying life with them with the most simplist action of sitting on a bench with a sausage roll is something I hope those children will remember and treasure. 

When I think about Pickle and our lives together I, of course, want Pickle to remember the big moments that we share like holidays and celebrations but I also hope he will remember the smaller moments. The snuggles in bed where he strokes me hand and I kiss his  head, the winter nights we spend surrounded by the smell of central heating whilst we play pop up pirate and the summer afternoons where we walk to the woods to find sticks and rocks for no reason other than we want to. Those moments are ordinary but ones that are filled with day to day love and emotion that I want Pickle to treasure as fondly as I do. 

Do you have any ordinary moments that are amongst your treasured memories? I’d love to hear them. Let me know in the comments. 

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