My mom's summer project last year was to take all our old home videos and convert them to DVD. Her real goal was to give them to all the kids as Christmas gifts. None of us were surprised when we opened them up because we had helped her with this massive project. I'm surprised we didn't get any home video of her with piles of tapes around her. A few nights ago I came home from school to find me at age 3 on the screen. It was my birthday, I hope we were having fun because from the video we all looked confused by the games we were trying to play. Note: As a 3 year old I didn't have the best motor skills =P
Age 3 was a long time ago. Let me set the scene. We still lived in orem, the ginormous lilac bush that was ripped out when we moved could have doubled for a rose bush. The back lawn was primp and bright green, later it would resemble a nuclear waste land because our dog toad turned it into wild country (RIP toad.). I was the size of a normal 3 year old, not gigantic like I am now, oh and I had blonde hair, bleach blonde hair, we still can't figure that out. Though my brothers will say it's because they really found me in a dumpster when I was a baby.
With we are my party were my childhood best friends, clayton and jesse. A few neighborhood girls and my childhood love Missy Lethem. I don't remember much about my relationship with her. I only really remember when her family moved. It wasn't painful, at that age I was more concerned about the Powerrangers than I was with love.
The day after this I was watching a program about flight 93. The plane that crashed in Pennsylvania during the 9/11 attacks. It told the story of the passengers, who understood that they were being used as a missile to kill others and decided to to something about it. Several of the passengers were able to contact their family before they attacked the terrorists which resulted in the crash. Many of these were recorded and it was touching to hear the final words of so many of these American heroes.
Memories are important to our happiness, they can refresh us when we are in a part of life that we wouldn't want to record. They can remind us of where we came from. They immortalize people we have lost, and will one day immortalize us when we are gone.
