A lot of my child hood is a blur. I don’t remember a lot of it. Some of the memories I may have blocked out to not deal with the stress as a child of being from a broken home and others are just lost. My first memory even is a little questionable. I am not completely sure if I really remember it or if I am remembering pictures. I remember being in a white crib as a baby with an elephant painted on it and a mobile hanging over top. It had 5 arms with animals hanging from them. I think it was suppose to be circus animals. I know one was a seal and another was a lion and there was an elephant on a ball. I am not sure what the other 2 were. It wasn’t very flashy in fact I am not even sure that it played music or turned or anything like that.
I often wonder if this memory is real. Sometimes Ithink it must be, it just seems real. Other times I think that I would have been to young to remember such things. I have played it over in my head a thousand times but I am not sure if this really is a memory but I have decided it doesn’t really matter. This is how I am chosing to remember my beginning and if it isn’t really then I am okay with living in blissful ignorance.
What is your first (or possibly first) memory?