Feb 14, 2019

Earliest Memory of Being Loved

Today is Valentine's Day across the world, well not all the world, in some parts. I went to Google to get some factoids, NPR articles, statistics about Valentine's and here are a few excerpts: 

Valetine's Economic Boost 

Today, the holiday is big business: According to market research firm IBIS World, Valentine's Day sales reached $17.6 billion last year; this year's sales are expected to total $18.6 billion.

Valentine Origins 

Saint Valentine

Saint Valentine of Rome was martyred on February 14 in AD 269. The Feast of Saint Valentine, also known as Saint Valentine's Day, was established by Pope Gelasius I in AD 496 to be celebrated on February 14 in honour of the Christian martyr. Saint Valentine was 
was arrested and imprisoned upon being caught marrying Christian couples and otherwise aiding Christians who were at the time being persecuted by Claudius in Rome.

Earliest Memory of Being Loved 

Yesterday I read an assignment in a writing "practices book" I'm currently reading, write about your earliest memory of being loved. 

I thought and thought about this last night. I'm not one that has early childhood memories of being 3 and 4 years old. My earliest memories are around 5, for sure when I was in first grade.  And I have two earliest memories of being love that came to mind right away. 


One memory is like a movie on fast forward, the memory is action packed and includes a red bicycle. It's my memory of learning to ride a bike in Panama, in our home in Altos del Golf. The lesson was on a red bike, much like the one in the photo below. I remember Roger and Ana helping me, encouraging me in this right of passage that is so significant in the life of a child.  

I started with training wheels and then they were off.  

I recall both of Ana and Roger running along side of me as I gained my balance, we were doing this out in the front of the house on the concrete driveway.  They launched me and ran along side of me several times. So much was going on in my head, focus on the handle bars, pedaling, looking forward, not being scared and most of all being more excited than I ever remember in my young life. I was so happy to have Ana and Roger help me and encourage me and love me. It's  a memory I cherish and it certainly brings a huge smile to my heart when I recall the sights, sounds and the excitement in my heart. Siblings at their finest moments ! ! 



My favorite and earliest memory of being loved: taking naps with my MOM.  I've written about this before. Those naps were like winning the best prize ever, having those shared moments, the intimacy of mother and child, the peace, the safety, the comfort, I can see the movie in my head as if the naps happened yesterday.  In those moments I was the luckiest child in the world, the love between Mother and child, a bond that cannot be described. 

I'm so grateful to my dear Mom for taking the time to share her love and care. Certainly her gesture and care in those mid day naps, exponentially impacted my life. Some 50 years later, it's my most cherished and earliest memory of being love. Thanks MOM !  I love love love you !