4 of the 6-pack taking their turn in group charades.
6 of the 6-pack will have different memories of thanksgiving.
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“it’s like your children talking about holidays,
you find they have quite a different memory of it from you.
perhaps everything is not how it is,
but how it is remembered.”
-denis norden
It is likely that, twenty years from now, both teams will remember winning this competition.
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i so agree
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This quote says it so beautifully. Our memories are influenced by what we felt at that time. Lovely pictures
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exactly it –
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💖
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Great idea and a good way to help children develop memories of the holidays. Great weekend to you Beth.
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that is my hope and thank you –
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You’re very welcome Beth!
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Ahh love the pic! ❣⃛(❛ั◡˜๑)
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full of energy!
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( •ॢ◡-ॢ)-♡
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Thanksgiving seems so much fun; all those magic moments become much cherished memories where they are ‘lived’ all over again —
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it’s one of my favorite, because it is simply a gathering, sharing of a meal, and enjoying the season
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we have to wait for Xmas for such widespread gatherings —
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The difference of memories is not only about past holidays.
Hubby and I can’t even agree about events of yesterday.
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hahahaha
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Memories can be edited and polished to reflect only the best. I think we need that.
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I do too –
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They’ll never forget it, Beth; and the way they’ll all remember will be a delight to share among themselves one day.
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I hope so
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This is on my heart to share ~I suffered a traumatic brain injury from a motorcycle accident. Coupled with genetic issues and another head injury I was told I wouldn’t remember. My balance and depth perception took quite a hit. My memory was not good for quite a while. It forced me out of a career in education that was my life. Special education is my background. I work with disabled adults and will one day take over with my 26 year old niece with C.P. that my parents have raised (they need my help as my older sister is disabled). I began my blog to help me with my healing…and to remember. My adult sons have reminded me of things that have come back like a fresh freight train of fun. I will sometimes just sit and cry at what comes back to me. My fondest memories were of the Finley River. After being in my RV for four years to heal and have little to take care of, I bought this little home I’m in now just a year ago. It has been challenging with deciding to write a kid’s book. But it was those around me, sharing memories just like your precious ones above, that allowed me to seek out a part of my subconscious I was told wouldn’t be there. Our perceptions are different. And it’s convenient to forget the bad things~the relationships that wouldn’t last with health issues, the job, the nights of despair, and the times I had to say “get over it, Karla!” To see your post, “remembered” makes me smile. I’m going to spend the rest of my life striving to remember. And even if I can’t (I left my neurologist’s office after hearing “early onset dementia”), my loved ones will do it for me. 💛🙏🏻
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This is amazing
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It’s a journey. Thank you, Beth. ❤️ we all have our struggles indeed.
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yes, so very true ❤
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the most important thing is that they will have some wonderful memories…
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yes, hopefully )
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Happy long weekend to the six pack of grands and the generations up the ladder, Beth!
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thanks, mark and to your ladder as well
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Oh yeah, that is a profound quote. It really is how and what we remember. It’ll be different for that person across the table.
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absolutely
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Making memories. That’s what it’s all about.
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That’s what it’s all for
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We all remember everything differently. Sometimes I think my daughter was raised by someone else, when she tells the stories of her childhood. I mean, I was THERE, right? It just doesn’t seem like it. LOLOLOL
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I go through this with mine all the time )
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Wonderful. ❤️
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even now, when i recount experiences with a sibling around we remember things differently
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Yes, this is truth. We all create memories from our individual experiences. Even when the event was the same, the remembering differs…my sisters and I have tons of these…
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every story i retell is ‘corrected’ by my other family members who were there )
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Have a joyous and wonderful weekend Beth 🤍☺️🕊💫smiles hedy☺️
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thank you )
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Such was the case with my mom and her numerous sisters. ❤
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i know it to be true from my very own family, as well
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Look at all those faces having such a good time.
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and the other team guessing was just as enthusiastic
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Every gathering is a chance to create more lifelong memories!
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so right!
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Oh, these are the best memory makers. Wonderful, Beth!
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they really are and thanks!
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😀
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