Day 126-31 Day Blog Challenge (day 4)

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I can’t remember yesterday, so this one will be a tough one for me, but seems like we were living in South Carolina at the time.

I must have been about five years old. I vaguely remember my dad entering the room and congratulating me on tying my shoes by myself. I was feeling proud. I think he was dressed nice, so maybe we were getting ready for church? Not sure, cause I can’t remember whether we even went to church yet at that time.

I don’t remember going to church until we lived in Texas.

Isn’t it strange how you can have your own memory but then someone tells you a story from your past and you wonder if you’re really remembering it yourself or just seeing it in your mind because you were told about it? I have that happen all the time.

Like the time we lived in Ocean Springs, Ms- I was told the story so many times about how I almost choked to death on a lifesaver candy (irony) while singing and swinging in the back yard, then a neighbor saw me struggling and came over and rescued me by giving me whatever method was used back then. A blow between the shoulder blades?  Anyway, now when I picture that in my mind, I think I’m remembering the incident, but am I? Or was I painted such a vivid picture that I’m just imagining the memory?

If it IS my memory, then that would be the earliest, cause I was about 3 or 4 then.

What is yours? I can’t wait to hear it! I need some good stories today, it’s a crappy, cold, rainy day-perfect for non-stop reading, (after church of course) and I hope you send me lots of material!

Time for coffee, y’all try to enjoy your day, whatever the weather. See ya later, on the patio ❄️😉☃️