There’s a lot of things that spring to mind when I think about this topic, which makes it a pretty touch question to answer.
I don’t want to get too deep and emotional on here so I’ll go with something basic for now.
I miss my childhood.
Although I can’t remember much of it, I do recall the general feeling of being carefree and happy.
If only I could go back in time and just relive those moments and learn to appreciate them a bit more.
As the saying goes, “You don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone.
When we get older we lose those seemingly childhood qualities and forget what it feels like to actually enjoy and love life.
I haven’t the greatest memory at all, the majority of my so-called “memories” are actually based around the photos I’ve seen.
However I would say that my earliest memory would be when I was aged around 4… My primary school closed down in middle of the school year & all the others weren’t taking any new students. So I was sent to Grenada to live with my Grandparents until I was able to get into a school in the UK.
I was only in Grenada for around 6ish months, I used to get dropped off in the morning by my Grandad & then get the bus back home by myself.
It was around this time that we got a dog called Topsy (RIP), he was literally the best dog in the world. Whenever I’d come home he’d be waiting eagerly for me by the gate, ready to jump into my arms ❤️
I vaguely remember making friends with a girl called Gemma but that’s about it really. When I came back to London I had a thick Grenadian accent which even my parents failed to understand.
So yeah I guess that’s that’s the earliest memory I have….