One of My Fondest Memories... - Page 2

nekohl · 06-06-2011, 07:41 PM

My Waterfront Director years at summer camp.
I would go down to my waterfront and swim some laps. The mist would still be on the water and camp was still asleep. It was just me and the water surrounded by the still woods.

I do miss it but think of it fondly.

nekohl · 06-07-2011, 09:04 AM

After posting about my early morning swims, I started thinking about my years working summer camp. Those are most definitely some of my fondset memories. But I find what stands out most are the moments I could find to be by myself amongst the hustle and bustle of all the kids and counselors.

Second in line down memory lane :
Going down to the stables. Smelling the hay and horses. I would tack up Diego and take him out on the trails for a bit. He was an old guy, but by far my favorite. I could get lost in my thoughts and just let him go where ever he wished. I would often take my boy Fruitcake with me and he would trot beside Diego with occasional sprints into the woods to chase some unknown sound.

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MsTinkerbelly · 06-07-2011, 10:07 AM

My Grandmother and I rushing back to her house from a family gathering in progress because she just KNEW she left a pan on the stove, and walking into smoke thicker than pea soup! Holy Mother you should have seen us running through the house opening doors and windows, flapping our arms at all that horrid, stinky smoke..... The sight the two of us must have made!

Elijah · 12-15-2011, 06:42 PM

While teaching My niece and nephew how to ride the city bus, My nephew gave someone less fortunate all the change he had in his pocket, after a few moments passed he looked at Me and said "that really felt good" (he was about 10). I just smiled at him - inside and out.

girl_dee · 12-15-2011, 09:55 PM

I have many obvious fond memories that I hold close to my heart.

But one from when I was a kid was when my 3rd grade teacher whom I loved greatly begged my parents not to transfer me to yet another school. They did anyway but I will never forget her face smiling at me as she tried to convince my parents that I should stay, and that she would pick me up and drive me home every day.

I won't ever forget you Ms Yoachim!

Miss Scarlett · 12-30-2011, 07:01 AM

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Originally Posted by Miss Scarlett

December 23, 2010 - on this day, and only with the strength, support and encouragement of a very special friend, i was able to conquer something that terrified me to the point of hyperventilation and/or panic attacks...

Update - December 23, 2011

On the one year anniversary of this event, and only with the strength, support and encouragement of the same very special friend, i was able to conquer the second, and by far worse, part of this fear...

This was after recreating the initial event, though in a somewhat more "surprising" and invigorating manner...LOL

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nekohl Member How Do You Identify?: femme Preferred Pronoun?: . Relationship Status: . Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Gone Posts: 446 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 632 Thanked 2,162 Times in 382 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	my mermaid heart was happy My Waterfront Director years at summer camp. I would go down to my waterfront and swim some laps. The mist would still be on the water and camp was still asleep. It was just me and the water surrounded by the still woods. I do miss it but think of it fondly. __________________

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nekohl Member How Do You Identify?: femme Preferred Pronoun?: . Relationship Status: . Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Gone Posts: 446 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 632 Thanked 2,162 Times in 382 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	another fond camp memory After posting about my early morning swims, I started thinking about my years working summer camp. Those are most definitely some of my fondset memories. But I find what stands out most are the moments I could find to be by myself amongst the hustle and bustle of all the kids and counselors. Second in line down memory lane : Going down to the stables. Smelling the hay and horses. I would tack up Diego and take him out on the trails for a bit. He was an old guy, but by far my favorite. I could get lost in my thoughts and just let him go where ever he wished. I would often take my boy Fruitcake with me and he would trot beside Diego with occasional sprints into the woods to chase some unknown sound. I like this thread __________________

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MsTinkerbelly Timed Out - TOS Drama How Do You Identify?: ... Preferred Pronoun?: ... Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: ... Posts: 6,573 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 30,737 Thanked 22,901 Times in 5,017 Posts Rep Power: 0	My Grandmother and I rushing back to her house from a family gathering in progress because she just KNEW she left a pan on the stove, and walking into smoke thicker than pea soup! Holy Mother you should have seen us running through the house opening doors and windows, flapping our arms at all that horrid, stinky smoke..... The sight the two of us must have made!

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