Summer memory

The Shoemaker's Daughter. A memoir of days, both past and present, by Rhonda Mason.

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…

  • Heike said:

    Dear Ronnie,
    'Everything you can imagine is real' - Pablo Picasso
    Your words are so beautiful and real. It is like I am watching a movie in my mind, I can feel the sunlight in my eyes and the insouciance of childhood. Where does imagination come from - from our experiences, from our memories, from books, photos and movies, or even from the deepest of ourselves? Sometimes it does not matter if it is real or not. The emotion caused is real, the vibe, which makes us feel alive. That's it, exactly that.

    • Rhonda Mason said:

      Thank you, Heike, for always reading and leaving such thoughtful words.
      “Everything you can imagine is real.” I love that.
      Ronnie xo

  • Each of these sentences gives me a memory, too. I love that. :)

    • Rhonda Mason said:

      I'm glad, Debie.
      Ronnie xo

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