Tonight, as Memorial Day approaches, I sat and thought about a lot of memories and tried to think back as to how far I could remember certain things. Without getting into the psychology of how our childhood affects us today as adults I wonder just how much Carrington remembers of her first time spent in the orphanage. We don't give enough credit to children as far as their memories go and sometimes some do not give any credit to children with special needs and their memories. Well I sure do and I know there are so many of my friends out there who feel the same way.
Although Carrington is very young, she was without a family for so long and I sometimes find myself sadden to imagine what does she remember about her life. As her Mommy I would like to hope she remembers not one single thing before the day her daddy and I first held her in our arms. I would love to believe she only remembers the past 2 1/2 months of her life in which she experienced love, life, and true freedom. You see, I, for one moment, do not doubt that God was with Carrington each and every day of her life just as He is now. He knew she was to be our daughter and He made sure that happened despite the efforts of the orphanage to keep her hidden from life. I guess I am a sentimental mommy. I want my children to have the memories I do of things like grandparents, camping trips, and silly little things. You see I was blessed to have been given the wind chime you see below by my Grandma. She and my Grandpa bought it down in New Mexico close to 25 years ago. That wind chime hung just outside of their back door for all to see and hear. My Grandfather passed away 19 years ago this month, and just a few years ago my Grandma told me she wanted me to have the wind chime. Brian hung it right out front of our house so those who enter our home can enjoy the sweet sound it makes.
Today Carrington and I sat outside on our front lawn enjoying the breeze and listening to the sweet sound of our wind chime. The music that came from that wind chime took me back to my teenage years and all the memories made with my grandparents. The music is such a sweet reminder of the love my grandparents had for me. The music. Calming, simple, never repeating. As I remembered those times shared with my grandparents, and as Carrington just relaxed in my lap, my heart was completely happy and full. The wind chime just may be Carrington and I's special time together. Chances are Carrington will never get to meet her Great Grandma but as her Mommy I will be sure to share those memories I have with her as well as her siblings and then enjoy making new memories for her to share with others as she grows old.
The day was hot and our a.c. is broken so it was ala natural for this baby; with accessories of course. Just take a look at her arms. Aren't those little arms just a sight to be so thankful for?!
Carrington and Mommy's special wind chime. Thank you Grandma and Grandpa for giving me the memories to carry in my heart and mind forever! I love you!