I remember when I was 6 years old, I got a RC car as a present, I’m not sure if it was for my birthday or just a gift, but it was shortly after my grandmother had passed away. When my parents gave me the RC car, the realisation hit me that one day they too would pass away. I decided then that I was going to keep this car forever, to remember my parents by. To remember a time when they were happy, and to remember them when they die.
I was cleaning out my closet today and I found this RC car they once gave me. It made me smile, realising that as a kid I thought I needed this toy to remind me of them. It’s only now I realise I don’t need material things to keep alive the memory of my parents. Thankfully I still have them around, and I know one day I won’t. But when that day does come, I won’t need a toy to remind of all the wonderful things they did for me. I have two decades worth of memories, hopefully with any luck a few decades more.
I guess I surprised myself a little by holding on to this toy. I did realise however, I have only few pictures of my mother, and I should probably will take some more. I don’t want to ever forget how she looks. I may not get on with my dad, and I may argue with my mum sometimes but they are amazing people. I guess sometimes I forget that.
