Where to begin? I have so many favorites... you can scroll through this blog and find so many of them! I think some of my favorites as a child are of my Grandma Sharon. Not just her, but her house, her cookies, her kittens, her laugh, her red hair, the smells of alfalfa- chicken coups- the burning incinerator- and coffee. I loved seeing pictures from her trips, seeing her being silly with her friends even OLD as she was! I miss Sadey.
I remember going out to dinner at Ponderosa- every year on my birthday. Nothing better than a big juicy steak- and I could put it away even at a very young age. I remember feeling like a superstar when I got my mom and dad all to myself.
One of my favorite memories of my brothers is every time I've spent with them since I've grown up. They are hilarious! The time they were jumping off furniture onto the round rubber balls- thinking they could actually land it?
I remember my sister going through back surgery, and how scared I was for her. She was in so much pain because of the problems she had recovering. Not the happiest memory, but it makes me even more grateful she's still around.
There are so many memories! It's true, memories do equal gratitude!