Published on 12, July, 2020
Mine is when I went on holiday with my famiy in 2011. It was our last really nice holday and has always had a specil place in my heart since then. That memory always make me smile. It was really happy times and everyone was really happy and havng fun. Whnever i think about it it makes me so happy. it was a really happy and special time in my life and i dont want to ever forget it.
what is on of your hppiest memories?
When my budgie used to preen my beard and tickle my face. And an odd sounding one.... when I was on a psych ward (It wasn't initially a happy memory), it became a much happier place than any school environment I had been in and I did much better in the special school at the hospital. And for some reason I always remember my postman pat PJ's while in hospital for heart surgery when I was about 4 and those PJ's seemed to make me happy and comfort me a lot.
What a nice thread to help bring back good times. For me, playing a round of golf with two great friends on the cliff tops at Seaford was a magical moment. I was encouraged to increase gentle exercise to help control high blood pressure and the combination of amazing location, good company and a satisfying round was truly memorable. Also had a pint of prawns in a pub on the way home. Bliss.
One of the happiest memories I have is when my brother came home from abroad to celebrate xmas with us. I wish it could happen again soon.
... my happiest memories where te days i spent in the countryside, surrounded by animal farms, on the beach, swimming in the sea... and walking in the nature.
Maybe we'll come fully into contrast again one day?
Funny, I faded fast after that point too (if that's what you imply).
My happiest memory would be receiving my GCSE results whenever I was sixteen. At that age, I thought I was invincible. Ever since then, I've tried to replicate that confidence.
I have been trying to work out whether happy is supposed to be a peaceful feeling or an excited, hyper feeling or whether it can mean both. Anyway,...
Happiness eludes me.
Most of my childhood was full of pain and misery. I couldn't decide which was worse, home or school.
Loneliness was constant, and being lonely, while surrounded by other people was even worse than being alone.
As a child my happiest memories will have been my stay at a special school.
More recent memories are of long walks in the country, alone.
Relationships are a mess.
Every Christmas eve my mum would create a Snowy, Glittery footprint next to hearth so i had a footprint of Santa to wake upto.
Going on everyday walks with my partner, each walk adds up to another bit of the memory. It's a lovely recurring happiness feeling.