I have this memory. It is vivid, and it swims around in my mind.
I am a young girl. I am with my family. We are on holidays somewhere – perhaps the Gold Coast or the Sunshine Cost.
It is a warm summer’s day. Idyllic in every way.
I am standing on the edge of a lagoon. There are trees all around.
The water shimmers. It is blue, then green, then blue once more.
I am in the water. Somebody holds me close.
I look around me, and I look up at the sky, my eyes slightly blinded by the golden light.
In that moment, I know that I am happy.
Utterly and completely happy.
It is one of those moments in childhood when the world seems beautiful and perfect.
This memory is precious to me. It fills me with warmth.
Sometimes, I wonder whether it is real. Did it really happen? Or did I imagine it?
I suspect that I might never, ever truly know…