Thursday, February 4, 2010

I Remember...

I remember frizzy Afro hair...
I remember "skip its" and pogo balls...
I remember having my tonsils taken out when I was 7 and waking up to a Minnie Mouse puppet waving hello in my face....
I remember sharing a room with my sister and always "sshhhhh" her because I couldn't fall asleep...
I remember Mrs. Kaufman, my 5th grade English teacher, who would reward us with toys from "happy meals"...
I remember watching "Raid of the Antebi"in 3rd grade and being terrified for days!
I remember the feeling each time I hugged my parents goodbye to go back to school out of town...
I remember "say say, my playmate" and "have a coke and a smile"...
I remember the dentist always telling me to floss and me coming back with cavities :(
I remember getting my braces off...
I remember Thanksgiving with the Fishers...
I remember Aunt Sara...
I remember A/S/L ...
I remember Braves Games...
I remember falling down my friends stairs that led to her backyard and getting a huge gash in my shin that eventually led to a big ol' scar :(
I remember "Faces By Faye"...
I remember watching my father take his last breath and crying out to the Dr. to check his pulse again, just to be sure...
I remember being in denial...
I remember being angry at G-d...
I remember acceptance...
I remember you.

4 comments:

  1. Wow Faye - I'm happy and sad to say that I not only remember most of those memories, but I experienced many of them with you! I really like the way that you wrote this out - it makes me think about our childhood together, growing up, and all those life changing moments that we were there for eachother through. I loved it and maybe I'll write something similar and we can see how much of my memories you remember! :)

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  2. So many memories bring us exactly where we are today. You are genuine, sweet, and beautiful. I remember you being the best birthing coach there is! :-)
    Lauren

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  3. Fayga - It seems your mom has rubbed off on you. What a beautiful way to think of memories and time passing.

    I remember being the friend whose stairs you fell on and feeling bad. But, you know what they say, "Scars are tattoos with better stories." I'm loving this blog. Keep me posted!

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  4. Aviva, i'm LOVING that line :)
    Fay, beautiful blog. Now the next step is to create newer and more beautiful memories for the next blog known as the rest of your life!

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