3 childhood memories

Describe 3 significant memories from your childhood:

  1. When I think of childhood memories, the first one that comes to mind is always this one. My grandma—on my dad’s side—has always had a lot of outdoor cats. That’s just the way it is on a farm. And I loved animals then just as much as I do now. I remember one of the female cats had a bunch of kittens. Obviously, I was thrilled. My grandma took me out to see the kittens. The entire time I was playing with them, the mom was staring me down. I became curious why she looked so angry with me and I wanted her to know I wasn’t going to hurt anything. So, I walked over and bent down to pet her. The next thing I know, I’m on the ground crying with blood dripping down my face…she scratched me right between my eyes. This memory is so distinct to me because that’s how I got the first of many scars on my body.
  2. Ahhh, this one is quite funny. When I was younger, I refused to sleep anywhere that wasn’t next to my mom. It came to a point where she completely tried kicking me out of her room. I was devastated, and for good reason. Why in the world would I want to sleep in my own bed…and away from her? So, one night after she put me to bed—in my own room—I waited a little bit and then I snuck into a closet, grabbed a sleeping bag, tip-toed into mothers room and set up camp right next to her bed. If I couldn’t be in her bed, I was going to be as close as possible. To be honest, I think she secretly loved it.
  3. One of my favorite things to look back on from my childhood is practicing WWE with my brother. We watched that show 24/7. But, we also tried to mimic the wrestlers that were on TV. Non-stop, we would flip each other over couches, clothesline and tabletop each other unexpectedly, or—my moms favorite—act like the living room was the cage and proceed to have an all out brawl while she was trying to do homework just 5-feet away from us.

Childhood memories are special. Hold them close. They will bring you peace in hard times.

-Kelsi

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