Sunday, April 28, 2013

Memories - Like the Cobwebs of My Mind

When was the last time you thought about youthful things? I thought about it recently because I had a visual trigger.
Triggers can be visual, auditory, taste, touch, etc. They cause you to remember things long forgotten. This is what I had forgotten:

When I was a little girl, I made these baskets with my grandma. She taught me and I thought they were the coolest things. They were tucked away, a long forgotten fond memory of many colors and patterns.

Recently, I started doing home health care. At one home, I spied this little beauty and a flood of memories returned. Strange how I thought they were gone. I'd forgotten these little baskets ever existed. I'd forgotten making them with my grandma. How could I forget such a treasured thing? I loved doing these and had many of them.

I think I made these at about the same time I made crocheted wire hangers. Lord, they were ugly, but they kept the clothes on the hanger. I just now remembered those, too. How many other things my grandma taught me have been forgotten? These memories were tossed into the abyss of my brain... lost forever, or perhaps just until a trigger signals their return unexpectedly.

It shocks me to realize how many things must be stored in the abyss. Will they ever return? Are they filed away for all of eternity? Am I brain damaged?

If I recall, these baskets were sewn together with a needle and thread, but I don't remember how to make them. Surely I am not the only one who made these in the 70's. Did anybody else make these? Do you have a triggered forgotten memory you can share? I'd love to hear about it.


  1. Hi Cindy,

    I found you via Cindy Dwyer and love this post on memories. I am trying to improve my own as I feel like it's just ashes and dust up there (that's my brain ... ). I wrote about how I'm trying to improve it through writing: Pass the Sour Cream A-Z Challenge.

  2. Deep Thoughts by Mrs. LowreyApril 29, 2013 at 5:02 PM

    Didn't make the baskets but I made the hangers... With my grandma. Glad to see you writing again.

  3. My sister and I wove pot holders for our mother. They came in kits with those metal squares that you used to hold the shape while you worked.

  4. My great grama used to craft those those felt calendars ... the ones you sewed sequins onto. They looked like bejeweled birds by the time she finished. She tried to teach me to crochet but, alas, I couldn't sit still long enough. Sweet little baskets!