Tag Archives: Childhood memories
What do you wish you could tell your childhood self? You can’t make everyone happy, so don’t try.
Pen marks on the wall with scribbled names and dates. I was 15th at a friends house when I saw one. Her mom had markings, in assortment of colors, of every child from birth to full height with all the … Continue reading
In my 40s, I spent summers with my widowed mother in England. Before returning to New York, I would write playful notes and hide them around her house. Under the silver candlestick, she discovered: “The butcher, the baker and the … Continue reading
What were you like as a child or teen? Be honest. Were you the super-organized person you are today? Did you do everything you were told? Chances are, the answer is no. It takes a long time (25 years!) for … Continue reading